Victor Hugo Quotes

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

It is not easy to keep silent when silence is a lie.

The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories, that it has come to be disbelieved in. Few people dare now to say that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at each other. Yet it is in this way that love begins, and in this way only.

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

This first glance of a soul which does not yet know itself is like dawn in the heavens; it is the awakening of something radiant and unknown.

Friend' is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.

A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is visible labor and there is invisible labor.

There is in every village a torch- the schoolteacher; and an extinguisher: the priest.

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

When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the same spirit. Love, soar.

Love is the only future God offers.

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

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.

Not being heard is no reason for silence.

Those who do not weep, do not see.

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

Life's great happiness is to be convinced we are loved.

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

There are, as we know, powerful and illustrious atheists. At bottom, led back to the truth by their very force, they are not absolutely sure that they are atheists; it is with them only a question of definition, and in any case, if they do not believe in God, being great minds, they prove God.

More powerful than the mighty armies is an idea whose time has come.