Victor Hugo Quotes

The peculiar property of truth is never to commit excesses. What need has it of exaggeration? There

The reflection of a fact is in itself a fact.

The soul of a young girl should not be left in the dark; later on, mirages that are too abrupt and too lively are formed there, as in a dark chamber.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction of being loved for yourself, or, more correctly speaking, loved in spite of yourself. To be served is to be caressed.

Then live your life, above all things. Make use of your I while you have it.

There are things stronger than the strongest man...

There is a way of avoiding a person which resembles a search.

There is a way of avoiding which resembles seeking.

There is no hypocrisy so great as the words which we say to ourselves, I wish to know the worst! At heart we do not wish it at all. We have a dreadful fear of knowing it. Agony is mingled with a dim e...

Throughout the month of May, every night, in that poor, wild garden, under that shrubbery, each day, more perfumed and dense, two human beings composed of every chastity and every innocence, every flo...

To confide is sometimes to deliver into a person's power.

To err his human, to stroll is Parisian.

To love or have loved is all-sufficing. We must not ask for more. No other pearl is to be found in the shadowfolds of life. To love is an accomplishment.

To speak out aloud when alone is as it were to have a dialogue with the divinity which is within.

Todos sin excepción tenemos nuestros seres respirables. Si nos faltan, nos falta el aire y nos ahogamos.

VOLUME II.—COSETTE

Was there a voice that whispered in his ear that he had just passed the most solemn moment of his destiny, that there was no longer a middle course for him; that from now on, he would either be the be...

Water! pretending to be pure, thou resemblest false friends. Thou art warm at the top and cold at bottom.

We are not obliged to sound the Bishop of D—— on the score of orthodoxy. In the presence of such a soul we feel ourselves in no mood but respect. The conscience of the just man should be accepted on h...

What is the cat? he exclaimed. It is a corrective. God, having made the mouse, said, ‘I’ve made a blunder.’ And he made the cat. The cat is the erratum of the mouse. The mouse, plus the cat, Is the re...