“composed of all the innocence of the present, and of all the passion of the future.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Greater than the tread of mighty armies is an idea whose time has come. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
What is history? An echo of the past in the future; a reflex from the future on the past. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Enjolras caught glimpses of a luminous uprising under the dark skirts of the future.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The counterfeits of the past take assumed names, and are fond of calling themselves the future. That eternally returning spector, the past,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He returned the money with a graceful letter saying that he had found a means of livelihood which would supply him with… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Hatred becomes, within a given time, the hatred of society, then the hatred of the human race, then the hatred of creation.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The beautiful is as useful as the useful." He added after a moment’s silence, "Perhaps more so. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Though one believes in nothing, there are moments in life when one accepts the religion of the temple nearest at hand. — 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
“The shadow of the passions of the moment transversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
At the moment when her eyes closed, when all feeling vanished in her, she thought that she felt a touch of fire… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Each of our passions, even love, has a stomach that must not be overloaded. We must in everything write the word 'finis'… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“I waited for the moment when he would resume his task of blood. The position was a strange one: he had already… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Because a fact seems strange to you, you conclude that it is not one. ... All science, however, commences by being strange.… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
To rove about, musing, that is to say loitering, is, for a philosopher, a good way of spending time, especially in that… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Counterfeits of the past, under new names, may easily be mistaken for the future. The past, that ghostly traveler, is liable to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
In saying no to progress, it is not the future which they condemn, but themselves. They give themselves a melancholy disease; they… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“At certain moments, the foot slips ; at others, the ground gives way. How many times had that conscience, furious for the… — 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
“Love, the future is thine. Death, I make use of thee, but I hate thee. Citizens, in the future there will be… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“You have done well to come and look at a man who is on the point of death. It is well that… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“For many great deeds are accomplished in times of squalid struggle. There is a kind of stubborn, unrecognized courage which in the… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“To travel is to be born and to die at every instant; perhaps, in the vaguest region of his mind, he did… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“I have repented of the evil that I have done and have forgiven the evil that has been done to me, and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Citizens, in the future there will be neither darkness nor thunderbolts; neither ferocious ignorance, nor bloody retaliation. As there will be no… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He fell to the seat, she by his side. There were no more words. The stars were beginning to shine. How was… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Let us say in passing, to be blind and to be loved, is in fact--on this earth where nothing is complete--one of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“That figure stood for a long time wholly in the light; this arose from a certain legendary dimness evolved by the majority… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“In this nineteenth century, the religious idea is undergoing a crisis. People are unlearning certain things, and they do well, provided that,… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Heaven, on occasion, half opens its arms to us; and that is the great moment. — 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
