“I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat was threadbare… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
They adored each other; but still the permanent and the immutable subsist. We may love and laugh, pout, clasp hands, smile, and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“For with love there is no middle course: it destroys, or else it saves. All human destiny is contained in that dilemma,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
If you are stone, be magnetic; if a plant, be sensitive; but if you are human be love. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
These two beings, who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so touching a love, and who had lived so long… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
As for the author, he is profoundly unaware of what the classical or romantic genre might consist of.... In literature, as in… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Love is all very well; but there must be something else to go with it. The useless must be mingled with happiness.… — 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
“There are certain natures which cannot have love on one side without hatred on the other.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
She worked in order to live, and presently fell in love, also in order to live, for the heart, too, has its… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I am in the night. There is a being who has gone away and carried the heavens with her. Oh! to be… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Ye who suffer because ye love, love yet more. To die of love, is to live in it.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Love is like a tree: it shoots of itself; it strikes it's roots deeply into our whole being, and frequently continues to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss… — 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
