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Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart; I breathe at this hour the fragrance of the lilacs, the violets, and the roses, as at twenty years ago.

Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart; I breathe at this hour the fragrance of the lilacs, the violets, and the roses, as at twenty years ago.

Victor Hugo
Spring, Heart, Winter

She worked in order to live, and presently fell in love, also in order to live, for the heart, too, has its hunger.

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

In winter there is no heat, no light, no noon, evening touches morning, there is fog, and mist, the window is frosted, and you cannot see clearly. The sky is but the mouth of a cave. The whole day is the cave.... Frightful season! Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.

Victor Hugo
Morning, Heart, Winter
Victor Hugo (1862). “Les Misérables: Fantine”, p.107, Library of Alexandria

His universal compassion was due less to natural instinct, than to a profound conviction, a sum of thoughts that in the course of living had filtered through to his heart: for in the nature of man, as in rock, there may be channels hollowed by the dropping of water, and these can never be destroyed.

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

The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird, doubtless lovelorn, was singing his heart out at the top of a tall tree.

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

The reduction of the universe to the compass of a single being, and the extension of a single being until it reaches God - that is love. Love is the salute of the angels to the stars. How sad is the heart when rendered sad by love! How great is the void created by the absence of the being who alone fills the world.

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

What dangers you run, O noble souls! Often, you give your heart, but we take only your body. Your heart is left to you and you look at it in the shadows and shudder.

Victor Hugo
Running, Heart, Giving
Victor Hugo (2008). “Les Misérables”, Random House LLC

Wide horizons lead the soul to broad ideas; circumscribed horizons engender narrow ideas; this sometimes condemns great hearts to become small minded.Broad ideas hated by narrow ideas,-this is the very struggle of progress.

Victor Hugo
Struggle, Heart, Ideas

He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her up, though tottering himself. He felt as if his head were filled with smoke; flashes of light slipped through his eyelids; his thoughts vanished; it seemed to him that he was performing a religious act, and that he was committing a profanation. Moreover, he did not feel one passionate desire for this ravishing woman, whose form he felt against his heart. He was lost in love.

Victor Hugo
Religious, Lost Love, Heart

Winter changes into stone the water of heaven and the heart of man.

Victor Hugo
Heart, Winter, Men
Victor Hugo, Sir Lascelles Wraxall (1862). “Les Misérables”, p.155

Slowly he took out the clothes in which, ten years beforem Cosette had left Montfermeil; first the little dress, then the black scarf, then the great heavy child's shoes Cosette could still almost have worn, so small was her foot, then the vest of very thich fustian, then the knitted petticoat, the the apron with pockets, then the wool stockings.... Then his venerable white head fell on the bed, this old stoical heart broke, his face was swallowed up, so to speak, in Cosette's clothes, and anybody who had passed along the staircase at that moment would have heard irrepressible sobbing.

Victor Hugo
Children, Heart, Years

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