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More Quotes by Victor Hugo
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.
Every man is a book in which God himself writes.
The peculiar property of truth is never to commit excesses. What need has it of exaggeration?
If you are stone, be magnetic; if a plant, be sensitive; but if you are human be love.
My friends, remember this: there is no such thing as a weed and no such thing as a bad man. There are only bad cultivators.
There are many tongues to talk, and but few heads to think.
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved
The future belongs to hearts even more than it does to minds.
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.
If you don't build castles in the air you won't build anything on the ground.