When we are at the end of life, to die means to go away; when we are at the beginning, to go… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We should judge a man much more surely from what he dreams than from what he thinks. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nothing is more dangerous than discontinued labor; it is habit lost. A habit easy to abandon, difficult to resume. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“A torch-flame resembles the wisdom of cowards: it gives a poor light because it trembles.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We are in the hands of those gods, those monsters, those giants: our thoughts. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
During a wise man's whole life, his destiny holds his philosophy in a state of siege. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I only take a half share in the civil war; I am willing to die, I am not willing to kill. — 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
“Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, this is recognized: that the human race has been harshly… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
...Nobody knows like a woman how to say things that are both sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
When a man understands the art of seeing, he can trace the spirit of an age and the features of a king… — 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
One can no more keep the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. For a… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Let us leave to the brain what belongs to it, and agree that the work of the men of genius is of… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
From a political point of view, there is but one principle, the sovereignty of man over himself. This sovereignty of myself over… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It is from books that wise men derive consolation in the troubles of life. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
We are given up to those gods, those monsters, those giants, — our thoughts. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“But the work of the wise is one thing and the work of the merely clever is another.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Words being but a breath, the stir of awakened minds is like the rustling of leaves.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He had slipped, climbed, rolled, searched, walked, persevered, that is all. Such is the secret of all triumphs. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He who is not master of his own thoughts is not accountable for his own deeds. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“One resists the invasion of armies; one does not resist the invasion of ideas. a” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The miserable's name is Man; he is agonizing in all climes, and he is groaning in all languages. — 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
