Is it not a thing divine to have a smile which, none know how, has the power to lighten the weight of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nothing is really small; whoever is open to the deep penetration of nature knows this. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Don't educate your children to be rich. Educate them to be happy, so they know the value of things, not the price. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To know how to distinguish the agitation arising from covetousness, from the agitation arising from principles, to fight the one and aid… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Do you know what friendship is... it is to be brother and sister; two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
These Greek capitals, black with age, and quite deeply graven in the stone, with I know not what signs peculiar to Gothic… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It is an unpleasant thing to go to bed without supper, it is a still less pleasant thing not to sup and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nobody knows like a woman how to say things at the same time sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Let us have compassion for those under chastisement. Alas, who are we ourselves? Who am I and who are you? Whence do… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Who then can calculate the path of the molecule? how do we know that the creations of worlds are not determined by… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
All that was neither a city, nor a church, nor a river, nor color, nor light, nor shadow: it was reverie. For… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There is still a certain grace in a dead festival. It has been happy.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“First I loved women, then animals, and now I love stones. They're just as amusing as women and animals and they're much less trecherous.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nature is pitiless; she never withdraws her flowers, her music, her fragrance, and her sunlight from before human cruelty or suffering. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life, and patience for the small ones. And when you have finished your daily task, go to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“For love is like a tree; it grows of itself; it send its roots deep into our being, and often continues to grow green… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Blacheville smiles with the self-satisfied smugness of a man whose vanity is tickled” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Loving in ignorance, she loved with all the more passion. She did not know whether it was good or evil, beneficent or dangerous, necessary… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
