Victor Hugo Quotes
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Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance.
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When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.
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Aimer, c'est agir
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Rhyme, that enslaved queen, that supreme charm of our poetry, that creator of our meter.
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When God desires to destroy a thing, he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.
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Idleness is the heaviest of all oppressions.
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One sometimes says: 'He killed himself because he was bored with life.' One ought rather to say: 'He killed himself because he was bored by lack of life.'
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The little people must be sacred to the big ones, and it is from the rights of the weak that the duty of the strong is comprised.
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Genius: the superhuman in man.
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There are thoughts which are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the posture of the body, the soul is on its knees.
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Ce besoin de l’immatériel est le plus vivace de tous. Il faut du pain; mais avant le pain, il faut l’idéal.
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Nothing else in the world... not all the armies... is so powerful as an idea whose time has come.
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As we have explained, in first love the soul is taken long before the body; later the body is taken long before the soul; sometimes the soul is not taken at all.
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I'm religiously opposed to religion.
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I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss!
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I love all men who think, even those who think otherwise than myself.
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There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and hills; but whatever is too lofty, a genius as well as a mountain, an assembly as well as a masterpiece, seen too near, is appalling.
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Because one doesn't like the way things are is no reason to be unjust towards God.
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I put a Phrygian cap on the old dictionary.
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Earnestness is the salt of eloquence.
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One of the hardest tasks is to extract continually from one's soul an almost inexhaustible ill will.
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The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. It is marvelous, yet simple.
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Who then can calculate the path of the molecule? how do we know that the creations of worlds are not determined by the fall of grains of sand?
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Du fond de l'ombre où nous sommes et où vous êtes, vous ne voyez pas beaucoup plus distinctement que nous les radieuses et lointaines portes de l'éden. Seulement les prêtres se trompent. Ces portes saintes ne sont pas derrière nous, mais devant nous.