"That is to be two and to be but one. A man and a woman mingled into one angel. It is heaven."
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 36 of 49)
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"It is a terrible thing to be happy! How pleased we are with it! How all-sufficient we think it! How, being in possession of the false aim of life, happiness, we forget the true aim, duty!"
"Be happy without picking flaws."
"Every day has its great grief or its small anxiety. ... One cloud is dispelled, another forms. There is hardly one day in a hundred of real joy and bright sunshine."
"This child whom we Love, Brings daylight Into our soul."
"Women play with their beauty as children do with their knives. They wound themselves with it."
"First problem. To produce wealth. Second problem. To distribute it."
"Great griefs exhaust. They discourage us with life. The man into whom they enter feels something taken from him. In youth, their visit is sad; later on, it is ominous."
"The hatred of luxury is not an intelligent hatred. It implies a hatred of arts."
"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."
"The most excellent symbol of the people is the paving stone. One walks on it until it falls on one's head."
"Joie est mon caractere, C'est la faute a Voltaire; Misere est mon trousseau C'est la faute a Rousseau. [Joy is my character, 'Tis the fault of Voltaire; Misery is my trousseau 'Tis the fault of Rousseau.] - Gavroche"
"To study in Paris is to be born in Paris!"
"Jean Prouvaire was timid only in repose. Once excited, he burst forth, a sort of mirth accentuated his enthusiasm, and he was at once both laughing and lyric."
"Not ill? No truly, I am young, healthful, and strong; the blood flows freely in my veins; my limbs obey my will; I am robust in mind and body, constituted for a long life. Yes, all this is true; and yet, nevertheless, I have an illness, a fatal illness,-an illness given by the hand of man!"
"Now, one cannot read nonsense with impunity."
"Foppery is the egotism of clothes."
"I repeat, whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all."
"Who among us has not sought peace in a song?"
"A phenomenon often seen. A sceptic adhering to a believer; that is as simple as the law of the complementary colours. What we lack attracts us. Nobody loves the light like the blind man."