Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Sorrow
Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Prayer, Attitude
Every bird that flies has the thread of the infinite in its claw.
—Victor Hugo
Shun idleness. It is a rust that attaches itself to the most brilliant metals.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Idleness, Laziness
Men have sight; women insight.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Woman
Popularity? It’s glory’s small change.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Popularity
Hope is a delusion; no hand can grasp a wave or a shadow.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Hope
Most commonly revolt is born of material circumstances; but insurrection is always a moral phenomenon. Revolt is Masaniello, who led the Neapolitan insurgents in 1647; but insurrection is Spartacus. Insurrection is a thing of the spirit, revolt is a thing of the stomach.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Revolution
Loving is half of believing.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Faith, Belief
Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Grace, Smile
To rescue from oblivion even a fragment of a language which men have used and which is in danger of being lost—that is to say, one of the elements, whether good or bad, which have shaped and complicated civilization—is to extend the scope of social observation and to serve civilization.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Language
When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Time, Age, Aging
Society is a republic. When an individual tries to lift themselves above others, they are dragged down by the mass, either by ridicule or slander.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Society
The book which the reader now holds in his hands, from one end to the other, as a whole and in its details, whatever gaps, exceptions, or weaknesses it may contain, treats of the advance from evil to good, from injustice to justice, from falsity to truth, from darkness to daylight, from blind appetite to conscience, from decay to life, from bestiality to duty, from Hell to Heaven, from limbo to God. Matter itself is the starting-point, and the point of arrival is the soul. Hydra at the beginning, an angel at the end.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Storytelling
Superstition, bigotry and prejudice, ghosts though they are, cling tenaciously to life; they are shades armed with tooth and claw. They must be grappled with unceasingly, for it is a fateful part of human destiny that it is condemned to wage perpetual war against ghosts. A shade is not easily taken by the throat and destroyed.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Superstition
There is no more sovereign eloquence than the truth in indignation.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Eloquence, Conversation
A HOUSE is built of logs and stone, Of piles and post and piers; A HOME is built of loving deeds, That stand a thousand years.
—Victor Hugo
God made only water, but man made wine.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Wine, One liners
Those who always pray are necessary to those who never pray.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Prayer
Reverie, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.
—Victor Hugo
There is no such thing as a little country. The greatness of a people is no more determined by their numbers than the greatness of a man is by his height.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Greatness
Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Accomplishment, Courage, Bravery
You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Enemy, Criticism, Independence, Originality
Adversity makes men, and prosperity makes monsters.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Adversity
The nearer I approach the end, the clearer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. It is marvelous yet simple. For half a century I have been writing my thoughts in prose, verse, history, drama, romance, tradition, satire, ode and song – I have tried all; but I feel that I have not said a thousandth part of that which is in me. When I go down to the grave I can say like many others, “I have finished my day’s work” but I cannot say, “I have finished my life’s work”; my day’s work will begin the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley. It is an open thoroughfare. It closes in the twilight to open in the dawn. My work is only beginning; my work is hardly above its foundation. I would gladly see it mounting forever. The thirst for the infinite proves infinity.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Romance
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.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Greatness & Great Things, Greatness
In this world, which is so plainly the antechamber of another, there are no happy men. The true division of humanity is between those who live in light and those who live in darkness. Our aim must be to diminish the number of the latter and increase the number of the former. That is why we demand education and knowledge.
—Victor Hugo
People do not lack strength; they lack will.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: One liners, Will, Willpower, Will Power
The brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over we realize this: that the human race has been roughly handled, but that it has advanced.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Revolutions, Revolution
Friend is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.
—Victor Hugo
Topics: Friend, Time
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