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Victor Hugo Quotes - Page 23

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In short, I am doing what I can, I suffer with the same universal suffering, and I try to assuage it, I possess only the puny forces of a man, and I cry to all: “Help me!

In short, I am doing what I can, I suffer with the same universal suffering, and I try to assuage it, I possess only the puny forces of a man, and I cry to all: “Help me!

Men, Suffering, Trying

Victor Hugo (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Victor Hugo (Illustrated)”, p.3568, Delphi Classics

History has its truth, and so has legend. Legendary truth is of another nature than historical truth. Legendary truth is invention whose result is reality. Furthermore, history and legend have the same goal; to depict eternal man beneath momentary man.

Reality, Men, Goal

Revery, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.

Sleep, Land, Borders

VICTOR HUGO (1866). “TOILERS OF THE SEA”, p.16

What love commences can be finished by God alone.

Finished

Victor Hugo (2016). “Les Misérables”, p.1098, My Ebook Publishing House

In my old age there is a coming into flower. My body wanes; my mind waxes.

Flower, Mind, Age

Gutenberg's invention of printing is the greatest event-the mother of revolution

Mother, Events, Gutenberg

Slaves would be tyrants were the chance theirs.

Work, Tyrants, Would Be

Dear God! how beauty varies in nature and art.

Beauty, Art, Dear God

"I should hope so," Laigle replied, "for my coat and I live comfortably together. It has assumed all my wrinkles, does not hurt me anywhere, has moulded itself on my deformities, and is complacent to all my movements, and 1 only feel its presence because it keeps me warm."

Friendship, Hurt, Wrinkles

"Les Miserables".

We shall not attempt to give the reader an idea of that tetrahedron nose-that horse-shoe mouth-that small left eye over-shadowed by a red bushy brow, while the right eye disappeared entirely under an enormous wart-of those straggling teeth with breaches here and there like the battlements of a fortress-of that horny lip, over which one of those teeth projected like the tusk of an elephant-of that forked chin-and, above all, of the expression diffused over the whole-that mixture of malice, astonishment, and melancholy. Let the reader, if he can, figure to himself this combination.

Horse, Eye, Expression

Victor Hugo (18??). “The Novels of Victor Hugo: Profusely Illustrated with Elegant Wood Engravings”

Reaction - a boat which is going against the current but which does not prevent the river from flowing on.

Wisdom, Rivers, Doe

The cruel of heart have their own black happiness.

Heart, Black

Victor Hugo (1980). “Les misérables”, Viking Pr

It is a terrible thing to be happy! How pleased we are with it! How all-sufficient we think it! How, being in possession of the false aim of life, happiness, we forget the true aim, duty!

Thinking, Aim Of Life, Forget

Victor Hugo (2000). “Les Mis??rables”, p.1231, Modern Library

The malicious have a dark happiness.

Bullying, Dark, Malicious

Victor Hugo (2000). “Les Mis??rables”, p.158, Modern Library

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.

Real, Taken, First Love

A bit of mould is a pleiad of flowers; a nebula is an ant-hill of stars.

Stars, Flower, Nebula

Victor Hugo (1862). “Saint Denis”, p.41

When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the same spirit. Love, soar.

Destiny, Wings, Two

Victor Hugo (2016). “Les Misérables”, p.1098, My Ebook Publishing House

Amnesty is as good for those who give it as for those who receive it. It has the admirable quality of bestowing mercy on both sides.

Forgiveness, Giving, Quality

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.

Love, Inspirational, Life

Victor Hugo (1994). “Les Miserables Volume One”, p.112, Wordsworth Editions

Art needs no spur beyond itself.

Art, Spurs, Needs

Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.

Friends, Enemy, Sometimes

The production of souls is the secret of unfathomable depth.

Soul, Secret, Depth

"William Shakespeare". Book by Victor Hugo, Book V, Chapter I, 1864.

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.

Writing, Play, Tyrants

"Les misérables".

No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep.

Wisdom, Gentle, Knows

Victor Hugo, Sir Lascelles Wraxall (1984). “Les Miserables”, Hippocrene Books

Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein.

Mother, Sweet, Children

Victor Hugo (1994). “Les Miserables Volume One”, p.100, Wordsworth Editions

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