It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
In this way, his unhappy soul struggled with its anguish. Eighteen hundred years before this unfortunate man, the mysterious Being, in whom… — 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
Do you know what friendship is?' he asked. 'Yes,' replied the gypsy; 'it is to be brother and sister; two souls which… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars. Cimourdain was full of virtues and truth, but they shine out of a… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The poor man shuddered, overflowed with an angelic joy; he declared in his transport that this would last through life; he said… — 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
Why worry about what threatens our heads or purses? Let us think instead of what threatens our souls. — 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
Nothing is more true, more real, than the primeval magnetic disturbances that two souls may communicate to one another, through the tiny… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
In Shakespeare the birds sing, the bushes are clothed with green, hearts love, souls suffer, the cloud wanders, it is hot, it… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The mind's eye can nowhere find anything more dazzling or more dark than in man; it can fix itself upon nothing which… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
One of the hardest labours of the just man is to expunge from his soul a malevolence which it is difficult to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To crush out fanaticism and revere the infinite, such is the law. Let us not confine ourselves to falling prostrate beneath the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The soul helps the body, and at certain moments raises it. It is the only bird that sustains its cage. — 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
One of the hardest tasks is to extract continually from one's soul an almost inexhaustible ill will. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Wonderful nature has a double meaning, which dazzles great minds and blinds uncultivated souls. When man is ignorant, when the desert is… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We must never fear robbers or murderers. They are dangers from outside, small dangers. It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice… — 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
