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More Quotes by Victor Hugo
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.
Thus, in speaking of Bonaparte, one was free to sob or to puff up with laughter, provided that hatred lay at the bottom.
He who is not capable of enduring poverty is not capable of being free.
Every man is a book in which God himself writes.
Never was keener anguish lavished upon a thing more charming or more delicate.
The future has several names. For the weak, it is impossible; for the fainthearted, it is unknown; but for the valiant, it is ideal.
The social edifice of the past rests on three columns,—the priest, the king, and the hangman.
In its printed form, thought is more imperishable than ever; it is volatile, irresistible, indestructible.
If you are stone, be magnetic; if a plant, be sensitive; but if you are human be love.
