Victor Hugo Quotes
We do not comprehend everything, but we insult nothing.
Victor Hugo
Quotes to Explore
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This pilot, by far, was the best I ever read - and I hope that insults every other pilot I worked on.
William Emerson Arnett
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The man who lies to himself can be more easily offended than anyone else. You know it is sometimes very pleasant to take offense, isn't it? A man may know that nobody has insulted him, but that he has invented the insult for himself, has lied and exaggerated to make it picturesque, has caught at a word and made a mountain out of a molehill--he knows that himself, yet he will be the first to take offense, and will revel in his resentment till he feels great pleasure in it.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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You are wonderful, Father.""I'm more than wonderful, how dare you insult me.
William Goldman
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My brave fellows, let no sensation of satisfaction for the triumphs you have gained induce you to insult your fallen enemy. Let no shouting, no clamorous huzzaing increase their mortification. It is sufficient for us that we witness their humiliation. Posterity will huzza for us.
George Washington
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We should never insult others on account of their faults, for it is our duty to show charity and respect to everyone.
John Calvin
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You cannot insult a man more atrociously than by refusing to believe he is suffering.
Cesare Pavese
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Taste every fruit of every tree in the garden at least once. It is an insult to creation not to experience it fully. Temperance is wickedness.
Stephen Fry
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The 'Occupy' movement has no real solutions, except more government, more spending, more regulation, more bureaucracy, more unsustainable lethargic pseudo-university with no return on investment, more more more of what got us into this hole.
Mark Steyn
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Poetry is the experience of liberty. The poet risks himself, chances all on the poem's all with each verse he writes.
Octavio Paz
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Behind the cloud the sun is still shining.
Abraham Lincoln
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Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go to Ireland, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.
Charlotte Bronte
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We do not comprehend everything, but we insult nothing.
Victor Hugo