"The poetic element lying hidden in most women is the source of their magnetic attraction."
Victor Hugo
Novelist, Poet
Victor Hugo was a French poet, novelist, and playwright, noted for his impactful works like 'Les Misérables' and 'The Hunchback of Notre-Dame', which explore themes of love and social justice.
- Born
- February 26, 1802
- Died
- May 22, 1885
- Quotes
- 966
- Rank
- #29
Quote collection
Victor Hugo quotes (page 12 of 49)
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"There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world, and that is an idea whose time as come."
"Every man is a book in which God himself writes."
"Hypocrisy is nothing, in fact, but a horrible hopefulness."
"To know, to think, to dream. That is everything."
"A criminal remains a criminal whether he uses a convict's suit or a monarch's crown."
"Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter."
"From a political point of view, there is but one principle, the sovereignty of man over himself. This sovereignty of myself over myself is called Liberty"
"Men hate those to whom they have to lie."
"What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven."
"I see black light (his last words)"
"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."
"A fixed idea ends in madness or heroism."
"Word which the finger of God has written on the brow of every man — hope!"
"If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away."
"Often the losing of a battle leads to the winning of progress. Less glory but greater liberty: the drum is silent and the voices of reason can be heard."
"There is a determined though unseen bravery that defends itself foot by foot in the darkness against the fatal invasions of necessity and dishonesty. Noble and mysterious triumphs that no eye sees, and no fame rewards, and no flourish of triumph salutes. Life, misfortunes, isolation, abandonment, poverty, are battlefields that have their heroes; obscure heroes, sometimes greater than the illustrious heroes."
"Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. . . . For half a century I have been writing thoughts in prose, verse, history, drama, romance, tradition, satire, ode, and song. I have tried them all, but I feel I have not said a thousandth part of that which is within me. When I go down to the grave, I can say "I have finished my day's work," but I cannot say "I have finished my life's work.""
"Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched."
"All that was neither a city, nor a church, nor a river, nor color, nor light, nor shadow: it was reverie. For a long time, I remained motionless, letting myself be penetrated gently by this unspeakable ensemble, by the serenity of the sky and the melancholy of the moment. I do not know what was going on in my mind, and I could not express it; it was one of those ineffable moments when one feels something in himself which is going to sleep and something which is awakening."