Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
If it were (Is it not) outrageous that society should treat with such rigid precision those of its members who were most… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Do not forget, do not ever forget, that you have promised me to use the money to make yourself an honest man.'… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibers. Take the cable thread by thread, take separately all… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To a gargoyle on the ramparts of Notre Dame as Esmeralda rides off with Gringoire Quasimodo says. "Why was I not made… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The transept belfry and the two towers were to him three great cages, the birds in which, taught by him, would sing… — 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
From the oyster to the eagle, from the swine to the tiger, all animals are to be found in men and each… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
England has two books, the Bible and Shakespeare. England made Shakespeare,but the Bible made England. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Love would never be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered with light of faith, water of sincerity and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. — 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
Nature has made a pebble and a female. The lapidary makes the diamond, and the lover makes the woman. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
What is the cat?" he exclaimed. "It is a corrective. God, having made the mouse, said, 'I've made a blunder.' And he… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Humanity is our common lot. All men are made of the same clay. There is no difference, at least here on Earth,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Can human nature ever be wholly and radically transformed? Can the man whom God made good be made wicked by man? Can… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
...Though we chisel away as best we can at the mysterious block from which our life is made, the black vein of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Of all the things that God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, alas! and the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A stand can be made against invasion by an army; no stand can be made against invasion by an idea. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Is there not in every human soul a primitive spark, a divine element, incorruptible in this world and immortal in the next,… — 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
