When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Death has but few terrors for the crushed and broken spirit; but how heavy and icy is his hand when it grasps… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
In the vast cosmical changes, the universal life comes and goes in unknown quantities, ... sowing an animalcule here, crumbling a star… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Carve as we will the mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny constantly reappears in it.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
When we are at the end of life, to die means to go away; when we are at the beginning, to go… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There are souls which, crab-like, crawl continually toward darkness, going back in life rather than advancing in it, using what experience they… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“What was he doing during the trip? What was he thinking about? As he had during the morning, he watched the trees… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
No man is more unhappy than the one who is never in adversity; the greatest affliction of life is never to be… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The supreme happiness of life is that we are loved; loved for ourselves - say rather, loved in spite of ourselves” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To live a life which is a perpetual falsehood is to suffer unknown tortures. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We may remark in passing that to be blind and beloved may, in this world where nothing is perfect, be among the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It is a terrible thing to be happy! How pleased we are with it! How all-sufficient we think it! How, being in… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Without at all invalidating what we have just said, we believe that a perpetual remembrance of the tomb is proper for the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He endeavored to collect his thoughts, but did not succeed. At those hours especially when we have sorest need of grasping the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“His only theatre is the free show that god provides, the sky and the stars, flowers and children, mankind who's sufferings he… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Her heart ached, but she took her resolution. It will be seen that Fantine possessed the stern courage of life.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“I was confided to your loyalty and accepted by your treason; you offer my death to those to whom you had promised… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The life of the cenobite is a human problem. When we speak of convents, those seats of error but innocence, of mistaken… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“With nihilism, no discussion is possible; for the nihilist logic doubts the existence of its interlocutor, and is not quite sure that… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There are two stages - living on little, and living on nothing. They are like two rooms, the first dark, the second… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“But what was tragic about the girl was that she had not been born ugly. She might even have been a pretty… — 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
