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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9fb72d5 | I have an old hat which is not worth three francs, I have a coat which lacks buttons in front, my shirt is all ragged, my elbows are torn, my boots let in the water; for the last six weeks I have not thought about it, and I have not told you about it. You only see me at night, and you give me your love; if you were to see me in the daytime, you would give me a sou! | money poverty | Victor Hugo | |
| 51b8c28 | He who despairs is wrong. Progress infallibly awakens, and, in short, we might say that it advances even in sleep, for it has grown. | Victor Hugo | ||
| d15a7af | It does not do to let the senses fall asleep, whether in the shade of the sacred tree or in the shadow of an army. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 418da8f | The world is like Olympus - even a thief is accepted in it if he is also a god. | Victor Hugo | ||
| dcd9e28 | There are certain natures which cannot have love on one side without hatred on the other. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 2e45581 | It has been calculated that what with salvos, royal and military politeness, courteous exchanges of uproar, signals of etiquette, formalities of roadsteads and citadels, sunrises and sunsets, saluted every day by all fortresses and all ships of war, openings and closings of ports, etc., the civilized world, discharged all over the earth, in the course of four and twenty hours, one hundred and fifty thousand useless shots. At six francs a sh.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 96a54d0 | This is one of those rare moments when, while doing that which it is one's duty to do, one feels something which disconcerts one, and which would dissuade one from proceeding further; one persists, it is necessary, but conscience, though satisfied, is sad, and the accomplishment of duty is complicated with a pain at the heart. | duty regret | Victor Hugo | |
| 965e05e | Zhivot't e neprek'snato gubene na onova, koeto obichame. | Виктор-Юго | Victor Hugo | |
| 3d8911c | He did not seek to assume the mantle of Elijah, to shed a light of the future upon the misty turmoil of events or resolve the prevailing light into a single flame; there was in him nothing of the prophet or the mystic. He was a simple soul who loved, and that was all. | faith | Victor Hugo | |
| 0cc8ee6 | Let's not bring flame where light is enough. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 6722c60 | Many people in Paris are quite content to look on at others, and there are plenty who regard a wall behind which something is happening as a very curious thing. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 329fb7c | two principal problems. First problem: To produce wealth. Second problem: To distribute it.... England solves the first of these two problems. She creates wealth wonderfully; she distributes it badly.... [she has] a grandeur ill constituted, in which all the material elements are combined, and into which no moral element enters. Communism think they have solved the second problem. They are mistaken. They destroy production... | Victor Hugo | ||
| d4e1fdc | When those we love are in question, our prudence invents every sort of madness. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 7369301 | The infinite has being. It is there. If infinity had no self then self would not be. But it is. Therefore it has a self. The self of infinity is God. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 9c8a46a | And that is how a self-seeking hotchpotch distorts and debases the very finest social schemes. It is the black vein in white marble; it gets everywhere, appears under your chisel at any moment without warning. Your statue has to be redone. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 7b79dc2 | People overwhelmed with trouble do not look behind; they know only too well that misfortune follows them. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 56961cb | He had a small but well stocked library. He loved books; books are a remote but reliable friend. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 915297e | vanity. | Victor Hugo | ||
| e3c26c7 | You need not tell me who you are. This is not my house; it is the house of Christ. It does not ask any comer whether he has a name but whether he has an affliction. | Victor Hugo | ||
| cf82bd0 | The duty of the inn-keeper,is to sell to the first comer, stews, repose, light, fire, dirty sheets, a servant, lice, and a smile; to stop passers-by, to empty small purses, and to honestly lighten heavy ones; to shelter travelling families respectfully: to shave the man, to pluck the woman, to pick the child clean; to quote the window open, the window shut, the chimney-corner,the arm-chair, the chair, the ottoman, the stool, the feather-bed.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 6675624 | All has happened to her that will happen to her. She has felt everything, borne everything, experienced everything, suffered everything, lost everything, mourned everything. She is resigned, with that resignation which resembles indifference, as death resembles sleep. She no longer avoids anything. Let all the clouds fall upon her, and all the ocean sweep over her! What matters it to her? She is a sponge that is soaked. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 1502952 | Sometimes, if the two old women were not asleep, they heard him pacing slowly along the walks at a very advanced hour of the night. He was there alone, communing with himself, peaceful, adoring, comparing the serenity of his heart with the serenity of the ether, moved amid the darkness by the visible splendor of the constellations and the invisible splendor of God, opening his heart to the thoughts which fall from the Unknown. At such momen.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 2509858 | I went on writing reviews for the newspaper, and critical articles crying out for a different approach to culture, as even the most inattentive reader could hardly fail to notice if he scratched the surface a little, critical articles crying out, indeed begging, for a return to the Greek and Latin greats, to the Troubadours, to the dolce stil nuovo and the classics of Spain, France and England, more culture! more culture! read Whitman and P.. | criticism reading writing intellectual intellectualism | Roberto Bolaño | |
| 2cea861 | Strong and rare natures are thus created; misery, almost always a stepmother, is sometimes a mother; privation gives birth to power of soul and mind; distress is the nurse of self-respect; misfortune is a good breast for great souls. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 33995e5 | Progress is the goal, the ideal is the type. What is this ideal? It is God. Ideal, absolute, perfection, infinity: identical words. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 6471a61 | They fathomed principle; they attached themselves to right. They longed for the absolute, they caught glimpses of the infinite realisations; the absolute, by its very rigidity, pushes the mind towards the boundless, makes it float in the illimitable. There is nothing like dream to create the future. Utopia today, flesh and blood tomorrow. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 0fff11c | Confiar es a veces abandonar. | victor-hugo | Victor Hugo | |
| 4af353c | It is only barbarous nations who have a sudden growth after a victory | nations growth | Victor Hugo | |
| 9bb923a | Puesto que no hay remedio, tengamos valor con la muerte. Abracemos esta horrible idea con pecho firme; consideremosla cara a cara. Pidamosle cuenta de lo que es; sepamos que quiere de nosotros; volvamosla en todos sentidos; descifremos el enigma y miremos de antemano en el sepulcro. | Victor Hugo | ||
| cb7501e | You have knocked at every door?" she asked. "Yes." "Have you knocked at that one there?" "No." "Knock there." | Victor Hugo | ||
| 4d271c2 | Had he not had a greater purpose, the saving not of his life but of his soul, the resolve to become a good and honourable man and upright man as the bishop required him - had not that been his true a deepest intention? Now he talked of closing the door on the past when, God help him, he would be reopening the door by committing an infamous act, not merely that of a thief but of the most odious of thieves. He would be robbing a man of his li.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 2a4aab0 | Hay siempre en el pensamiento cierta cantidad de rebelion interior, y le irritaba sentirla dentro de si. | victor-hugo | Victor Hugo | |
| e41b94b | Sire," said M. Myriel, "you are looking at a good man, and I at a great man. Each of us can profit by it." | Victor Hugo | ||
| 1e10b35 | Bonapartist democrat." "Grey shades of a quiet mouse colour." | Victor Hugo | ||
| e904a71 | It would have been difficult to say what was the nature of this look, and whence proceeded the flame that flashed from it. It was a fixed gaze, which was, nevertheless, full of trouble and tumult. And, from the profound immobility of his whole body, barely agitated at intervals by an involuntary shiver, as a tree is moved by the wind; from the stiffness of his elbows, more marble than the balustrade on which they leaned; or the sight of the.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 63abcd1 | Whom man kill, God restores to life; whom the brothers pursue the Father redeems. Pray and believe and go onward into life. You Father is there. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 5a4e57a | Thus those two beings, so exclusively and touchingly devoted, who had lived so long for each other alone, came to suffer side by side, each through the other, without ever speaking of the matter, without reproaches, each wearing a smile. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 103a7cc | Tatkala semesta menciut menjadi sesosok makhluk, tatkala sesosok makhluk meluas bahkan sampai menjangkau Tuhan, maka itulah cinta. | les-misérables victor-hugo | Victor Hugo | |
| ca38f31 | A frightful exchange of metaphors took place between the maskers and the crowd. | Victor Hugo | ||
| a7a5bec | This book is a drama, whose leading personage is the Infinite. | Victor Hugo | ||
| c0fd26a | gallantry | Victor Hugo | ||
| 2db35dd | and after all in this house what have we to fear? There is always someone with us who is stronger. The devil may visit us, but God lives here. | Victor Hugo | ||
| cbaf045 | Sacrificing earth to paradise is like leaving your fortune to a corpse. I'm not that stupid. Duped by the Infinite! I am nothing; I call myself Count Nothing, the senator. Did I exist before my birth? No. Will I after my death? No. What am I? A little dust surrounding an organism. What do I have to do on this earth? I have the choice of pain or pleasure. Where will pain lead me? To nothing. But I will have suffered. Where will pleasure lead.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| e3ad367 | But who among us is perfect? Even the greatest strategists have their eclipses, and the greatest blunders, like the thickest ropes, are often compounded of a multitude of strands. Take the rope apart, separate it into the small threads that compose it, and you can break them one by one. You think, 'That is all there was!' But twist them all together and you have something tremendous. | Victor Hugo |