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I think of winter, which is nothing but a rift in the firmament through which the winds break loose, the shreds of cloud over the hilltops in the new blue of the morning -- and dew-drops, those false pearls, and frost, that beauty powder, and mankind in disarray and events out of joint, and so many spots on the sun and so many craters in the moon and so much wretchedness everywhere -- when I think of all this I can't help feeling that God i..
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The slightest contact with logic makes all false arguments disintegrate.
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Every man who has in his soul a secret feeling of revolt against any act of the State, of life, or of destiny, is on the verge of riot; and so soon as it appears, he begins to quiver, and to feel himself borne away by the whirlwind.
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riot
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Victor Hugo |
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We say that slavery has vanished from European civilization, but this is not true. Slavery still exists, but now it applies only to women and its name is prostitution.
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These are dark radiances. They have no suspicion that they are to be pitied. Certainly they are so. He who does not weep does not see. They are to be admired and pitied, as one would both pity and admire a being at once night and day, without eyes beneath his lashes but with a star on his brow.
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lbw's lynZrwn wry'hm l'nhm y`lmwn b'n lnHs ylzmhm w 'n lshq yTrdhm .
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Victor Hugo |
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The boughs, without becoming detached from the trunk grow away from it.
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Victor Hugo |
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He said, moreover, "Teach those who are ignorant as many things as possible; society is culpable, in that it does not afford instruction gratis; it is responsible for the night which it produces. This soul is full of shadow; sin is therein committed. The guilty one is not the person who has committed the sin, but the person who has created the shadow." It will be perceived that he had a peculiar manner of his own of judging things: I suspec..
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education
social-issues
inequality
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Not seeing people allows you to think of them as perfect in all kinds of ways.
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Victor Hugo |
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Good night! Good night! Far flies the light; But still God's love Shall shine above,
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light
god
love
night
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Victor Hugo |
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Well, listen a moment, Monsieur Mayor; I have often been severe in my life towards others. It was just. I did right. Now if I were not severe towards myself, all I have justly done would become injustice. Should I spare myself more than others? No. What! if I should be prompt only to punish others and not myself, I should be a wretched indeed! - Javert to M. Madeleine
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truth
justice
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Victor Hugo |
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The soul that loves and suffers is in the sublime state.
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pain
suffering
love
sublime
soul
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Victor Hugo |
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At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have been more capable of visiting a woman of the streets than of raising Cosette's dress above the ankle. Once on a moonlit night, Cosette stopped to pick up something from the ground, her dress loosened and revealed the swelling of her breasts. Marius averted his eyes.
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Victor Hugo |
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I repeat, whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all.
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humanity
misery
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Victor Hugo |
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That evening, before he went to bed, he said again: "Let us never fear robbers nor murderers. Those are dangers from without, petty dangers. Let us fear ourselves. Prejudices are the real robbers; vices are the real murderers. The great dangers lie within ourselves. What matters it what threatens our head or our purse! Let us think only of that which threatens our soul."
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Victor Hugo |
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Let us remark by the way, that to be blind and to be loved, is, in fact, one of the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness upon this earth, where nothing is complete. To have continually at one's side a woman, a daughter, a sister, a charming being, who is there because you need her and because she cannot do without you; to know that we are indispensable to a person who is necessary to us; to be able to incessantly measure one's affect..
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What more could he need, this old man whose little leisure was divided between day-time gardening and night-time contemplation? Was not that narrow space with the sky its ceiling room enough for the worship of God in the most delicate of his works and in the most sublime? A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in -what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.
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life
inspirational
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Victor Hugo |
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Genuflection before the idol or the dollar destroys the muscles which walk and the will that moves.
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greed
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Victor Hugo |
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Knowledge is a weight added to conscience.
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Victor Hugo |
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Aimer ou avoir aimee, cela suffit. Ne demandez rien ensuite. On n'a pas d'autre perle a trouver dans les plis tenebreux de la vie. Aimer est un accomplissement.
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Victor Hugo |
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The bureau is closed, said Gavroche. I'm receiving no more complaints.
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Victor Hugo |
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Then, with the barricades complete, the posts assigned, the muskets loaded, the lookouts placed, alone in these fearful streets in which there were now no pedestrians, surrounded by these dumb, and seemingly dead houses, which throbbed with no human motion, wrapped in the deepening shadows of the twilight, which was beginning to fall, in the midst of this obscurity and silence, through which they felt the advance of something inexpressibly ..
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Certain forms are torn down, and it is well that they should be, but on condition that they are followed by reconstruction.
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Victor Hugo |
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Gauvin reprit : -Et la femme? qu'en faites-vous? Cimourdain repondit: -Ce qu'elle est. La servante de l'homme. -Oui. A une condition. -Laquelle? -C'est que l'homme sera le serviteur de la femme. -Y penses-tu? s'ecria Cimourdain, l'homme serviteur! Jamais. L'homme est maitre . Je n'admet qu'une royaute, celle du foyer. L'homme chez lui est roi. -Oui. A une condition. -Laquelle? -C'est que la femme y sera reine.
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Victor Hugo |
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Voyager, c'est naitre et mourir a chaque instant.
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Victor Hugo |
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We are in the hands of those gods, those monsters, those giants: our thoughts.
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Victor Hugo |
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Let us never weary of repeating, that to think first of the disinherited and sorrowful classes; to relieve, ventilate, enlighten, and love them; to enlarge their horizon to a magnificent extent; to lavish upon them education in every shape; to set them an example of labor, and never of indolence; to lessen the weight of the individual burden by increasing the notion of the universal aim; to limit poverty without limiting wealth; to create v..
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poverty-alleviation
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Victor Hugo |
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To have lied is to have suffered.
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Victor Hugo |
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The victory of humanity over man. Humanity had conquered the inhuman. And by what means? In what way? How had it overcome the giant of anger and hatred? What arms had it used? What engine of war? The cradle.
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So a voice in the mountain is enough to let loose an avalanche. A word too much may be followed by a caving in. If the word had not been spoken, it would not have happened.
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Victor Hugo |
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When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss there should not be a thrill in the immense mystery of the stars.
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Victor Hugo |
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The hatred of luxury is not an intelligent hatred. It implies a hatred of arts.
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Victor Hugo |
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Ninety-three" was the war of Europe against France, and of France against Paris. And what was the Revolution? It was the victory of France over Europe, and of Paris over France. Hence the immensity of that terrible moment?, '93, greater than all the rest of the century"
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I never realized my ugliness till now. When I compared myself with you, I pity myself indeed, poor unhappy monster that I am! I must seem to you like some awful beast, eh? You,-you are a sunbeam, a drop of dew, a bird's song! As for me, I am something frightful, neither man nor beast,- a nondescript object, more hard, shapeless, and more trodden under foot than a pebble!
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Victor Hugo |
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M. Myriel had to undergo the fate of every newcomer in a little town, where there are many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think.
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Victor Hugo |
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Never had the sky been more studded with stars and more charming, the trees more trembling, the odor of the grass more penetrating; never had the birds fallen asleep among the leaves with a sweeter noise; never had all the harmonies of universal serenity responded more thoroughly to the inward music of love; never had Marius been more captivated, more happy, more ecstatic.
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marius
les-misérables
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Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched.
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Victor Hugo |
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Then overwhelmed by the sense of that unknown infinity, like one bewildered by a strange persecution, confronting the shadows of night, in the presence of that impenetrable darkness, in the midst of the murmur of the waves, the swell, the foam, the breeze, under the clouds, under that vast diffusion of force, under that mysterious firmament of wings, of stars, of gulfs, having around him and beneath him the ocean above him the constellation..
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At his feet something to cultivate and gather; above his head something to study and meditate on; a few flowers on earth and all the stars in heaven.
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Victor Hugo |
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Revolutions spring not from an accident, but from necessity. A revolution is a return from the fictitious to the real. It is because it must be that it is.
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Victor Hugo |
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He was not his father, and this was not his work; but he was the master, and this was his masterpiece.
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Victor Hugo |
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In love there are no friends everywhere where there is a pretty woman hostility is open.
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love
rivalry
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Victor Hugo |
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No tenian ya palabras. Las estrellas empezaban a brillar. ?Como fue que sus labios se encontraron? ?Como es que el pajaro canta, que la nieve se funde, que la rosa se abre? Un beso; eso fue todo. Los dos se estremecieron, y se miraron en la sombra con ojos brillantes. No sentian ni el frio de la noche, ni la frialdad de la piedra,ni la humedad de la tierra, ni la humedad de las hojas; se miraban y tenian el corazon lleno de pensamientos. Se..
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victor-hugo
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Victor Hugo |
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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 f..
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