Victor Hugo Quotes
Love, in the eyes of the world, is either a carnal appetite or a vague fancy, which possession extinguishes or absence destroys. That is why it is commonly said, with a strange abuse of words, that passion does not endure.
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Concision in style, precision in thought, decision in life.
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The first symptom of love in a young man is timidity; in a girl boldness.
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Life is the flower for which love is the honey.
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There are no weeds, and no worthless men. There are only bad farmers.
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We say that slavery has vanished from European civilization, but this is not true. Slavery still exists, but now it applies only to women and its name is prostitution.
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Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers.
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I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, - and the stars through his soul.
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Adversity makes men, and prosperity makes monsters.
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When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes.
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The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
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Love that is not jealous is neither true nor pure.
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To love beauty is to see light.
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To love is to act.
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There are fathers who do not love their children; there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson.
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What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love!
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Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love.
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You look at a star for two reasons, because it is luminous, and because it is impenetrable. You have beside you a sweeter radiance and a greater mystery, woman.
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Hope is the word which God has written on the brow of every man.
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To rise at six, to dine at ten, To sup at six, to sleep at ten, Makes a man live for ten times ten.
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There is such a thing as the pressure of darkness.
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Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.
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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
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À l'heure, si sombre encore, de la civilisation où nous sommes, le misérable s'appelle L'HOMME; il agonise sous tous les climats, et il gémit dans toutes les langues.
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Love, in the eyes of the world, is either a carnal appetite or a vague fancy, which possession extinguishes or absence destroys. That is why it is commonly said, with a strange abuse of words, that passion does not endure.