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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 678054b | She went back down to the garden, feeling like a queen, hearing the birds sing--this was in winter--seeing the sky all golden, the sun in the trees, flowers among the shrubs, bewildered, wild, giddy with inexpressible rapture. | Victor Hugo | ||
| f6e8a1d | All this is what men call genius, just as they call a painted face beauty and a richly attired figure majesty. They confound the brilliance of the firmament with the star-shaped footprints of a duck in the mud. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 2eea492 | A hundred francs," thought Fantine. "But in what trade can one earn a hundred sous a day?" "Come!" said she, "let us sell what is left." The unfortunate girl became a woman of the town." | Victor Hugo | ||
| 4211ecc | What is this history of Fantine? It is society purchasing a slave. From whom? From misery. From hunger, cold, isolation, destitution. A dolorous bargain. A soul for a morsel of bread. Misery offers; society accepts. | Victor Hugo | ||
| acffda2 | The sacred law of Jesus Christ governs our civilization, but it does not, as yet, permeate it; it is said that slavery has disappeared from European civilization. This is a mistake. It still exists; but it weighs only upon the woman, and it is called prostitution. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 9bb97d3 | If anyone had said to him, "Would you like to be better off?" he would have replied: "No." If God had said to him: "Would you like heaven itself in exchange?" he would have replied, "I would be the loser." | Victor Hugo | ||
| e0ed0b5 | The universe appeared to him like an immense malady; everywhere he felt fever, everywhere he heard the sound of suffering, and, without seeking to solve the enigma, he strove to dress the wound. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 580258b | One can no more prevent the mind from returning to an idea than the sea from returning to a shore. In the case of the sailor, this is called the tide; in the case of the guilty, it is called remorse. God upheaves the soul as well as the ocean. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 7572af4 | They appeared very corrupt and very depraved, no doubt, very vile, very odious even; but those who fall without becoming degraded are rare; besides, there is a point where the unfortunate and the infamous unite and are confounded in a single word, a fatal word, the miserable; whose fault is this? And then should not the charity be all the more profound, in proportion as the fall is great? | Victor Hugo | ||
| 7de8768 | There is a crime commited by the society against the individual,a crime that is commited afresh each day | Victor Hugo | ||
| 099476e | People who are overwhelmed with troubles never do look back.They know only too well that misfortune follows in their wake. | Victor Hugo | ||
| b932f0c | At the hour of civilization through which we are now passing, and which is still so sombre, the miserable's name is Man; he is agonizing in all climes, and he is groaning in all languages. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 579cd08 | A bird alone could have extricated himself from that place. | les-misérables | Victor Hugo | |
| 08bed89 | This humble soul loved, and that was all. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 6bc4ed3 | What is there that is cheap now? Everything is dear. There is nothing in the world that is cheap except trouble; you can get that for nothing, the trouble of the world! | Victor Hugo | ||
| 9ce2605 | Animals are nothing else than the figures of our virtues and our vices, straying before our eyes, the visible phantoms of our souls. God shows them to us in order to induce us to reflect. Only since animals are mere shadows, God has not made them capable of education in the full sense of the word; what is the use? On the contrary, our souls being realities and having a 210 goal which is appropriate to them, God has bestowed on them intellig.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 7f1faae | In the chaos of sentiments and passions which defend a barricade, there is something of everything; there is bravery, youth, honor, enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the eager fury of the gamester, and above all, intervals of hope. | enthusiasm honor hope les-misérables passion youth | Victor Hugo | |
| 37f45ec | He thought of that heroic Colonel Pontmercy . . . who had left upon every field of victory in Europe drops of that same blood which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown grey before his time in discipline and in command, who had lived with his sword-belt buckled, his epaulets falling on his breast, his cockade blackened by powder, his forehead wrinkled by the cap, in the barracks, in the camp, in the bivouac, in the ambulance, and who.. | father-and-son hero heroes les-misérables war | Victor Hugo | |
| 117aa01 | He plainly perceived this truth, the basis of his life henceforth, that so long as she should be alive, so long as he should have her with him, he should need nothing except for her, and fear nothing save on her account. | love | Victor Hugo | |
| 5f2fd84 | One does not cross-examine a saint. | sainthood saints | Victor Hugo | |
| e0e3d9c | momentary life has its rights, and is not bound to sacrifice itself constantly to the future. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 5915459 | This first glance of a soul which does not yet know itself is like the dawn in the sky. It is the awakening of something radiant and unknown. Nothing can express the dangerous chasm of this unlooked-for gleam which suddenly suffuses adorable mysteries, and which is made up of all the innocence of the present, and of all the passion of the future. It is a kind of irresolute lovingness which is revealed by chance, and which is waiting. It is .. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 9f131ea | l tbSrwn lkhTr, wltrwn m Hwlkm ... n ljhl mntshr, whnk bSyS lybrH yqwy, wsySbH sh`l@ sT`@, bl nr mHrq@ .. nh whj mstmd mn lshms .. wl ys`km n tTfy'w lwhj mty DTrm wt'jj .. nh lshms .. wlHq hw mthl lshms" #lDHk_lbky - #fyktwr_hwjw" | Victor Hugo | ||
| 48789f6 | there are, and it is proper to add this distinction to the distinctions already pointed out in another chapter,--there are accepted revolutions, revolutions which are called revolutions; there are refused revolutions, which are called riots. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 99357b5 | It seems to me that I am shooting a flower. | Victor Hugo | ||
| aee3910 | What an excellent and really marvellous thing is this materialism! Not every one who wants it can have it. Ah! when one does have it, one is no longer a dupe, one does not stupidly allow one's self to be exiled like Cato, nor stoned like Stephen, nor burned alive like Jeanne d'Arc. Those who have succeeded in procuring this admirable materialism have the joy of feeling themselves irresponsible, and of thinking that they can devour everythin.. | Victor Hugo | ||
| cb6cb03 | Let us come to an understanding about equality; for, if liberty is the summit, equality is the base. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 62b5828 | Man has upon him his flesh, which is at once his burden and his temptation. He drags it with him and yields to it. He must watch it, cheek it, repress it, and obey it only at the last extremity. There may be some fault even in this obedience; but the fault thus committed is venial; it is a fall, but a fall on the knees which may terminate in prayer. | Victor Hugo | ||
| beb2266 | Waterloo is the hinge of the nineteenth century. The disappearance of the great man was necessary to the advent of the great century. Some one, a person to whom one replies not, took the responsibility on himself. The panic of heroes can be explained. In the battle of Waterloo there is something more than a cloud, there is something of the meteor. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 859cbea | What is the cat?" he exclaimed. "It is a corrective. The good God, having made the mouse, said: 'Hullo! I have committed a blunder.' And so he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected." | Victor Hugo | ||
| cdba3e6 | It had been written with one foot in the grave and a finger in heaven. These lines, falling one by one onto the paper, were what could be called soul drops. Who could these pages come from? Who could have written them? Cosette did not hesitate for a second. There was only one man it could have come from. Him! | Victor Hugo | ||
| 365992b | Probity, sincerity, candor, conviction, the sense of duty, are things which may become hideous when wrongly directed; but which, even when hideous, remain grand: their majesty, the majesty peculiar to the human conscience, clings to them in the midst of horror; they are virtues which have one vice,--error. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 6cc47ce | One day the air was mild, the Luxembourg was flooded with sun and shade, the sky was as pure as if angels had rinsed it that morning, the sparrows were twittering deep in the chestnut trees, Marius had opened his whole soul to nature, he was not thinking anything, he lived and breathed, he passed close by the bench, the young girl glanced up at him and their eyes met. What was there this time in the young girl's gaze? Marius could not have .. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 03e726a | Infinity is. It is there. If infinity had no self, the self would be its limit; it would not be infinite. In other words, it would not be. But it is. So it has a self. This self of infinity is God. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 0a91054 | The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the people. The bourgeois is the man who now has time to sit down. A chair is not a caste. | Victor Hugo | ||
| e7882b9 | It must be remembered that at that epoch the police was not precisely at its ease; the free press embarrassed it; several arbitrary arrests denounced by the newspapers, had echoed even as far as the Chambers, and had rendered the Prefecture timid. Interference with individual liberty was a grave matter. The police agents were afraid of making a mistake; the prefect laid the blame on them; a mistake meant dismissal. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 60fa1db | To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, with the infinity on high, is called praying. | Victor Hugo | ||
| b638604 | The ideal is nothing but the culminating point of logic, the same as the beautiful is nothing but the summit of the true. Artistic peoples are also consistent peoples. To love beauty is to see the light. | Victor Hugo | ||
| c533d26 | to be hated! to love with all the fury of one's soul; to feel that one would give for the least of her smiles, one's blood, one's vitals, one's fame, one's salvation, one's immortality and eternity, | Victor Hugo | ||
| f032586 | On coming out of the chapel, a well can be seen on the left. There are two in this yard. You ask, Why is there no bucket and no pulley to this one? Because no water is drawn from it now. Why is no more water drawn from it? Because it is full of skeletons. | history waterloo | Victor Hugo | |
| ce8a924 | Moreover, there are, and it is proper to add this distinction to the distinctions already pointed out in another chapter,--there are accepted revolutions, revolutions which are called revolutions; there are refused revolutions, which are called riots. | Victor Hugo | ||
| a7a285a | Jean Valjean had entered the galleys sobbing and shuddering; he emerged impassive. He had entered in despair; he emerged gloomy. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 3ff446a | It is the accursed inventions of this century that are ruining everything--artilleries, bombards, and, above all, printing, that other German pest. No more manuscripts, no more books! printing will kill bookselling. It is the end of the world that is drawing nigh. | Victor Hugo | ||
| 682fb3c | The mind is a garden, | Victor Hugo |