Victor Hugo Quotes

At the moment when her eyes closed, when all feeling vanished in her, she thought that she felt a touch of fire imprinted on her lips, a kiss more burning than the red-hot iron of the executioner.

Victor Hugo

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• I never forget,” Myrnin said in a choked whisper. “Certainly not with your nails in my throat. They’re quite an excellent mnemonic device.

  

  Rachel Caine
  • Throat
  • Device
  • Nails

• Give deliberately. Giving is at its best when it's a conscious effort that's repeatedly made.

  

  Randy Alcorn
  • Effort
  • Conscious
  • Repeatedly

• I have never observed even the slightest laceration in a woman who used clitoral stimulation as a relaxation method during birth. Clitoral stimulation seems to increase vaginal engorgement as the baby emerges.

  

  Ina May Gaskin
  • Woman
  • Stimulation
  • Clitoral

• Surmounting difficulty is the crucible that forms character.

  

  Anthony Robbins
  • Character
  • Difficulty

• It's getting to the point where I am no fun anymore, I am sorry. Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud, ' I am lonely.' I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, you make it hard.

  

  Stephen Stills Buffalo Springfield
  • Fun
  • Sorry
  • Lonely

• I wish that strife would vanish away from among gods and mortals, and gall, which makes a man grow angry for all his great mind, that gall of anger that swarms like smoke inside of a man's heart and becomes a thing sweeter to him by far than the dripping of honey.

  

  Homer
  • Anger
  • Honey
  • Mortals

• I'd rather not make films than make bad ones.

  

  Scott Speedman
  • Films

• God is dead. Marx is dead. And I don't feel so well myself.

  

  Eugene Ionesco
  • Dead
  • God Is
  • Don't Feel

• And no, we don't know where it will lead. We just know there's something much bigger than any of us here.

  

  Steve Jobs
  • Lead

• There's something about her," Caire said in a low voice. "She cares for everyone about her, yet neglects herself. I want to be the one who cares for her.

  

  Elizabeth Hoyt
  • Care
  • Voice
  • Said

• I'm genuinely curious about people, and I'm always interested when people do share with me. But I would not want someone to share something with me and then after the fact feel uncomfortable or regret it.

  

  Alison Rosen
  • People
  • Share
  • Uncomfortable

• If you go against someone, you say, you can't vote for these Democrats, they don't have good values, they're not good people, they're weak, they're spineless, they're don't love America, they're giving aid and comfort to Saddam Hussein, that's the kind of thing I think is bad for America, because it stops the voters from thinking. And any time you stop thinking in a free society you get in trouble.

  

  Bill Clinton
  • Values
  • Vote
  • Democrats

• In this life nothing is permanent. Joy, sorrow, pain, pleasure - everything is in a constant state of change. Thankfully.

  

  Danielle Cormack
  • Pain
  • Pleasure
  • Sorrow

• Hugo?’ ‘Millicent?’ ‘Is that you?’ ‘Yes. Is that you?’ ‘Yes.’ Anything in the nature of misunderstanding was cleared away. It was both of them.

  

  P. G. Wodehouse
  • Nature

• An ounce of courage will go farther with women than a pound of timidity.

  

  Honore de Balzac
  • Women
  • Courage
  • Timidity

• When you feel this knowledge and this spark in yourself, you've gotta continue feeding it. The best thing is to spend time around other wise men, that keeps it burning. That keeps it in every degree sharp as steel, but make sure you absorb enough to find out how it sparks from yourself, how the self starts the self. Once you've got that you should be free. That's freedom, to me.

  

  Robert Fitzgerald Diggs Achozen
  • Men
  • Feels
  • Wise

• My master lit a candle in the long midwinter's past Now summer comes and all the fields are burning black and fast.

  

  Catherynne M. Valente
  • Summer
  • Master
  • Fields

• At the moment when her eyes closed, when all feeling vanished in her, she thought that she felt a touch of fire imprinted on her lips, a kiss more burning than the red-hot iron of the executioner.

  

  Victor Hugo
  • Burning
  • Vanished
  • Executioner