“Particularly at those moments when we have the sorest need of grasping the sharp realities of life do the threads of thought… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Certainly she was wonderfully beautiful. All that could be said of her that was in any sense critical was that there seemed… — 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
“The shadow of the passions of the moment transversed this grand and gentle spirit occupied with eternal things.” — 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
“he never was known to have a sweetheart; he had not time to be in love.” — 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
You would have imagined her at one moment a maniac, at another a queen. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We see past time in a telescope and present time in a microscope. Hence the apparent enormities of the present. — 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
“The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“In moments like these, offering up his heart at the hour that night flowers offer up their perfume, lit up like a… — 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
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
“And that is how a self-seeking hotchpotch distorts and debases the very finest social schemes. It is the black vein in white… — 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
“You were right to come to see a dying man. It is right that these moments should have witnesses. Everyone has his… — 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
“Enjolras caught glimpses of a luminous uprising under the dark skirts of the future.” — 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
I am in the night. There is a being who has gone away and carried the heavens with her. Oh! to be… — 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
