“for that great and singular movement of a heart which begins to love is a very obscure and a very sweet thing.… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He had never known a "kind woman friend" in his native parts. He had not had the time to fall in love.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of a single being even to God, this is love. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
where would the shout of love begin, if not from the summit of sacrifice? — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
[T]he small is great, the great is small; all is in equilibrium in necessity... — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Fate, with its mysterious and inexorable patience, was slowly bringing together these two beings charged, like thunder-clouds, with electricity, with the latent… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There is no rapture in the love which is prompted by esteem; such affection is lasting, not passionate. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness. — 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
“It was the second white apparition which he had encountered. The Bishop had caused the dawn of virtue to rise on his… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Unable to rid myself of it, since I heard your song humming ever in my head, beheld your feet dancing always on… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“What a great thing, to be loved! What a greater thing still, to love! The heart becomes heroic though passion…if no one… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves—say rather, loved in spite of ourselves.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Marius and Cosette did not ask where this would lead them. They looked at themselves as arrived. It is a strange pretension… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He found that man needs affection, that life without a warming love is but a dry wheel, creaking and grating as it… — 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