The beautiful is as useful as the useful." He added after a moment’s silence, "Perhaps more so. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A few feet under the ground reigns so profound a silence, and yet so much tumult on the surface! — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We say and exclaim within ourselves without breaking silence, in a tumult where everything speaks except our mouths. The realities of the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“We say and exclaim within ourselves without breaking silence, in a tumult wherein everything speaks except our mouth. The realities of the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Despots play their part in the works of thinkers. Fettered words are terrible words. The writer doubles and trebles the power of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To gaze into the depths of the sea is, in the imagination, like beholding the vast unknown, and from its most terrible… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Despots play their part in the works of thinkers. Fettered words are terrible words. The writer doubles and trebles the power of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Then, with the barricades complete, the posts assigned, the muskets loaded, the lookouts placed, alone in these fearful streets in which there… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Darkness makes the brain giddy. Man needs light. Whoever plunges into the opposite of day feels his heart chilled. When the eye… — 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
