Quote by Victor Hugo Download Open image ““It is a terrible thing to interrogate the shadow. Who knows what its reply will be?”” — Victor Hugo ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“It is not what the shadow tells us about the figure but about the ground that ultimately matters.” — Tim Horvath Copy Share Image
“I did not know that I was deep in the throes of fighting my shadow; my shadow being reflected in all those things around… — Grace G. Payge Copy Share Image
“Sometimes a person’s shadow says a lot about them than the person in question themselves.” — Abhaidev Copy Share Image
“There were shadows I saw out of the corner of my eye that looked like problems waiting to become real, but you never know… — Ariel Levy Copy Share Image
“If we didn't have shadow we'd just sit around loving the light, likely doing nothing with it.” — S. Kelley Harrell Copy Share Image
“There are some ill-willed specters who attack while in shadow form, sometimes while people are in bed.” — S.M Phillips 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
