Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
These are true felicities. No joy beyond these joys. Love is the only ecstasy, everything else weeps — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Loving is almost a substitute for thinking. Love is a burning forgetfulness of all other things. How shall we ask passion to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To pay compliments to the one we love is the first method of caressing, a demi-audacity venturing. A compliment is something like… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To love or have loved is all-sufficing. We must not ask for more. No other pearl is to be found in the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love is like a tree: it grows by itself, roots itself deeply in our being and continues to flourish over a heart… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who… — 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
The reduction of the universe to the compass of a single being, and the extension of a single being until it reaches… — 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
