Victor Hugo Quotes
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Hypocrisy is nothing, in fact, but a horrible hopefulness.
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Houses are like the human beings that inhabit them.
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Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.
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Let us leave to the brain what belongs to it, and agree that the work of the men of genius is of the superhuman, the offspring of man.
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God will bless you,' said he, 'you are an angel since you take care of the flowers.' 'No,' she replied. 'I am the devil, but that's all the same to me.
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The man is placed where the Earth ends, the woman, where the heaven starts.
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She worked in order to live, and presently fell in love, also in order to live, for the heart, too, has its hunger.
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That is the explanation of war, an outrage by humanity upon humanity in despite of humanity.
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Foppery is the egotism of clothes.
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God became man, granted. The devil became a woman.
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He had not yet lived long enough to have discovered that nothing is more close at hand then the impossible, and that what must be looked for is always the unforeseen.
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I represent a party which does not yet exist: the party Revolution-Civilization. This party will make the twentieth century. There will issue from it first the United States of Europe, then the United States of the World.
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Diamonds are found only in the dark bowels of the earth; truths are found only in the depths of thought. It seemed to him that after descending into those depths after long groping in the blackest of this darkness, he had at last found one of these diamonds, one of these truths, and that he held it in his hand; and it blinded him to look at it.
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There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the stars, from a great distance.
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I didn't believe it could be so monstrous. It's wrong to be so absorbed in divine law as not to perceive human law. Death belongs to God alone. By what right do men tough that unknown thing?
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To introduce a new play only six weeks after another has been banned is also a way to speak one's piece to the government. It proves that art and liberty can grow back in one night under the clumsy foot which crushes them.
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Youth is the future smiling at a stranger, which is itself.
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He was fond of books, for they are cool and sure friends.
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Reason is intelligence taking exercise. Imagination is intelligence with an erection.
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It is an unpleasant thing to go to bed without supper, it is a still less pleasant thing not to sup and not to know where one is to sleep.
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We are not loved by our friends for what we are; rather, we are loved in spite of what we are.
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Despots play their part in the works of thinkers. Fettered words are terrible words. The writer doubles and trebles the power of his writing when a ruler imposes silence on the people. Something emerges from that enforced silence, a mysterious fullness which filters through and becomes steely in the thought.
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You would have imagined her at one moment a maniac, at another a queen.
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To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.