Victor Hugo Quotes

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

— Victor Hugo

A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

— Victor Hugo

Fashions have done more harm than revolutions.

— Victor Hugo

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

— Victor Hugo

You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.

— Victor Hugo

Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.

— Victor Hugo

Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal.

— Victor Hugo

Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.

— Victor Hugo

Hope is the word which God has written on the brow of every man.

— Victor Hugo

Dear God! how beauty varies in nature and art. In a woman the flesh must be like marble; in a statue the marble must be like flesh.

— Victor Hugo

When God desires to destroy a thing, he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide.

— Victor Hugo

Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it.

— Victor Hugo

What Is Love? I have met in the streets a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, the water passed through his shoes and the stars through his soul

— Victor Hugo

Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.

— Victor Hugo

He never went out without a book under his arm, and he often came back with two.

— Victor Hugo

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent

— Victor Hugo

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved — loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

— Victor Hugo

If people did not love one another, I really don’t see what use there would be in having any spring.

— Victor Hugo

You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it.

— Victor Hugo

I have been loving you a little more every minute since this morning.

— Victor Hugo
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