It is from books that wise men derive consolation in the troubles of life. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He never went out without a book under his arm, and he often came back with two. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“The reader will pardon us another little digression; foreign to the object of this book but characteristic and useful . . . .” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“He had a small but well stocked library. He loved books; books are a remote but reliable friend.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles of life. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
It is those books which a man possesses but does not read which constitute the most suspicious evidence against him. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Argot is both a literary and a social phenomenon. What is argot, properly speaking? Argot is the language of misery.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“A library implies an act of faith which generations, still in darkness hid, sign in their night in witness of the dawn."… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“My dear boy, a piece of advice. Read not so many books, and look a little more upon the Peggies. The little… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
People generally will soon understand that writers should be judged, not according to rules and species, which are contrary to nature and… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The book which the reader now holds in his hands, from one end to the other, as a whole and in its… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
A library implies an act of faith which generations, still in darkness hid, sign in their night in witness of the dawn. — 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
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
“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
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
“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
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
“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
“Blacheville smiles with the self-satisfied smugness of a man whose vanity is tickled” — Victor Hugo Copy Share
“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
“When those we love are in question, our prudence invents every sort of madness.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share
