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More Quotes by Victor Hugo
Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.
To love or have loved, that is enough. Ask nothing further. There is no other pearl to be found in the dark folds of life.
It is the lineaments of the years which form the countenance of the century.
In its printed form, thought is more imperishable than ever; it is volatile, irresistible, indestructible.
To them the idea of man is inseparable from the idea of shade. The night is called sorgue; man, orgue. Man is a derivative of night.
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved
From year to year this soul had progressively withered, slowly but inevitably. A dry eye goes with a dead soul. When he left prison, he had not shed a tear for nineteen years.
When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes.
If you don't believe in the solidity of iron bars, how dare you have menageries?
Never was keener anguish lavished upon a thing more charming or more delicate.
