“There is suffering in the light; in excess it burns. Flame is hostile to the wing. To burn and yet to fly,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Thus, during those nineteen years of torture and slavery, did this soul rise and fall at the same time. Light entered on… — 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
Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It is the essence of truth that it is never excessive… We must not resort to the flame where only light is… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
If you look in the eyes of the young, you see flame. If you look in the eyes of the old, you… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A phenomenon often seen. A sceptic adhering to a believer; that is as simple as the law of the complementary colours. What… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Should we continue to look upwards? Is the light we can see in the sky one of those which will presently be… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Do you hear the people sing Lost in the valley of the night? It is the music of a people Who are… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The onward march of the human race requires that the heights around it constantly blaze with noble lessons of courage. Deeds of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The day that a woman who is passing before you sheds a light upon you as she goes, you are lost, you… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The spirit of God, like the sun, always gives all its light at once. The spirit of man resembles the pale moon,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Separated lovers cheat absence by a thousand fancies which have their own reality. They are prevented from seeing one another and they… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The true division of humanity is this: the luminous and the dark. To diminish the number of the dark, to increase the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love has no middle term; either it destroys, or it saves. All human destiny is this dilemma. This dilemma, destruction or salvation,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“That light called history is pitiless; it possesses this peculiar and divine quality, that, pure light as it is, and precisely because… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There is no supernatural, there is only nature. Nature alone exists and contains all. All is. There is the part of nature… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Ecclesiastes names thee Almighty, the Maccabees name thee Creator, the Epistle to the Ephesians names thee Liberty, Baruch names thee Immensity, the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“That figure stood for a long time wholly in the light; this arose from a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“There must be a glowing light above such houses. The joy they contain must escape in light through the stones of the… — 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
“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
“When those we love are in question, our prudence invents every sort of madness.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
