Victor Hugo Quotes
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There is a secret drawer in every woman's heart.
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There is no distress so complete but that even in the most critical moments the inexplicable sunrise of hope is seen in its depths.
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The true artist can only labor con amore.
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If a man has his throat cut in Paris, it's a murder. If 50,000 people are murdered in the east, it is a question.
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Who among us has not sought peace in a song?
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What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven.
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It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice is the real robber, and vice the real murderer.
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Art needs no spur beyond itself.
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Science is continually correcting what it has said. Fertile corrections... science is a ladder... poetry is a winged flight... An artistic masterpiece exists for all time... Dante does not efface Homer.
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The spirit of God, like the sun, always gives all its light at once. The spirit of man resembles the pale moon, which has its phases, its absences and its returns, its lucidity and its spots, its fullness and its disappearance, which borrows all its light from the rays of the sun, and which still dares to intercept them on occasion.
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He was at his own request and through his own complicity driven out of all his happinesses one after the other; and he had this sorrow, that after having lost Cosette wholly in one day, he was afterwards obliged to lose her again in detail.
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I'd like a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a hideous invention by somebody I don't know. It doesn't last, and it's good for nothing. You break your neck simply living.
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The soul does not give itself up to despair until it has exhausted all illusions.
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A wedding is not house-keeping.
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In every cradle decked with rosy wreath Lurk germs of death.
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As for the author, he is profoundly unaware of what the classical or romantic genre might consist of.... In literature, as in allthings, there is only the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, the true and the false.
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To live a life which is a perpetual falsehood is to suffer unknown tortures.
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Men hate those to whom they have to lie.
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There is always more misery among the lower classes than there is humanity in the higher.
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When I speak to you about myself, I am speaking to you about yourself. How is it you don't see that?
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There is will in the thought, there is none in the dream. The dream, which is completely spontaneous, takes and keeps, even in the gigantic and the ideal, the form of our mind. Nothing springs more directly and more sincerely from the very bottom of our souls than our unreflected and indefinite aspirations towards the splendours of destiny.
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Those who always pray are necessary to those who never pray.
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Love partakes of the soul itself. it is of the same nature. like it, it is a divine spark, like it, it is incorruptible, indivisible, imperishable, it is the point of fire which is within us, which is immortal and infinite, which nothing can limit and nothing can extinguish.
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She was a lovely blonde, with fine teeth. She had gold and pearls for her dowry; but her gold was on her head, and her pearls were in her mouth.