212 Victor Hugo Quotes |
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| To love is to act |
| Lurk germs of death |
| Despotism is a long crime |
| Stupidity talks, vanity acts |
| Liberation is not deliverance |
| Loving is half of believing |
| Progress: The stride of God! |
| Habit is the nursery of errors |
| Virtue has a veil, vice a mask |
| Wisdom is a sacred communion |
Victor Hugo quotes with pictures |
| Toleration is the best religion |
| To love beauty is to see light |
| A library implies an act of faith |
| Genius: the superhuman in man |
| People do not lack strength, they lack will |
| Those who live are those who fight |
| Perseverance, secret of all triumphs |
| Caution is the eldest child of wisdom |
| He who opens a school door, closes a prison |
| Life is a flower of which love is the honey |
| Men become accustomed to poison by degrees |
| The wise man does not grow old, but ripens |
| To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful |
| Conscience is God present in man |
| He who abandons the field is beaten |
| Inspiration and genius, one and the same |
| The learned man knows that he is ignorant |
| There is nothing like a dream to create the future |
| I'm religiously opposed to religion |
| Peace is the virtue of civilization. War is its crime |
| Strong and bitter words indicate a weak cause |
| Taste is the common sense of genius |
| Idleness is the heaviest of all oppressions |
| If suffer we must, let's suffer on the heights |
| To die is nothing, but it is terrible not to live |
| Everything bows to success, even grammar |
| Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter |
| My tastes are aristocratic, my actions democratic |
| A compliment is like a kiss through a veil |
| To love another person is to see the face of God |
| A great artist is a great man in a great child |
| As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled |
| Prayer is an august avowal of ignorance |
| Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery |
| No one can keep a secret better than a child |
| Pain is as diverse as man. One suffers as one can |
| The flesh is the surface of the unknown |
| Fashions have done more harm than revolutions |
| Proverty and wealth are comparative sins |
| The ox suffers, the cart complains |
| When liberty returns, I will return |
| Clouds: The only birds that never sleep |
| For sight is woman-like and shuns the old |
| Popularity is glory's small change |
| To contemplate is to look at shadows |
| Dark Error's other hidden side is truth |
| Puns are the droppings of soaring wits |
| A war between Europeans is a civil war |
| In every cradle decked with rosy wreath |
| To think of shadows is a serious thing |
| I was always a lover of soft-winged things |
| Like our dawn, merely a sob of light |
| I put a Phrygian cap on the old dictionary |
| Scepticism, that dry caries of the intelligence |
| The word is the Verb, and the Verb is God |
| Initiative is doing the right thing without being told |
| What a grand thing, to be loved! What a grander thing still, to love! |
| Concision in style, precision in thought, decision in life |
| It is by suffering that human beings become angels |
| Our acts make or mar us, we are the children of our own deeds |
| What would be ugly in a garden constitutes beauty in a mountain |
| Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved |
| Common sense is in spite of, not the result of, education |
| Do not let it be your aim to be something, but to be someone |
| Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face |
| Many great actions are committed in small struggles |
| One sees qualities at a distance and defects at close range |
| The wicked envy and hate, it is their way of admiring |
| There are many lovely women, but no perfect ones |
| Doing nothing is happiness for children and misery for old men |
| The beautiful has but one type, the ugly has a thousand |
| To reform a man, you must begin with his grandmother |
| Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart |
| An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise |
| Forty is the old age of youth, fifty is the youth of old age |
| Our life dreams the Utopia. Our death achieves the Ideal |
| Fame must have enemies, as light must have gnats |
| When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right |
| Adversity makes men, and prosperity makes monsters |
| Thought is the labor of the intellect, reverie is its pleasure |
| Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left |
| One believes others will do what he will do to himself |
| Those who always pray are necessary to those who never pray |
| Genius is a promontory jutting out into the infinite |
| Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time |
| He who is not capable of enduring poverty is not capable of being free |
| I love all men who think, even those who think otherwise than myself |
| The quantity of civilization is measured by the quality of imagination |
| Work makes a man free, and thought makes him worthy of freedom |
| To learn to read is to light a fire, every syllable that is spelled out is a spark |
| I had rather be hissed for a good verse than applauded for a bad one |
| The first symptom of love in a young man is timidity, in a girl boldness |
| It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles of life |
| No army can withstand the strength of an idea whose time has come |
| Work is the law of life, and to reject it as boredom is to submit to it as torment |
| When a woman is talking to you, listen to what she says with her eyes |
| Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant |
| Close by the Rights of Man, at the least set beside them, are the Rights of the Spirit |
| When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind |
| A faith is a necessity to a man. Woe to him who believes in nothing |
| Because one doesn't like the way things are is no reason to be unjust towards God |
| Men like me are impossible until the day when they become necessary |
| It is God who makes woman beautiful, it is the devil who makes her pretty |
| The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them |
| Hope is the word which God has written on the brow of every man |
| Evil. Mistrust those who rejoice at it even more than those who do it |
| By putting forward the hands of the clock you shall not advance the hour |
| Smallness in a great man seems smaller by its disproportion with all the rest |
| A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them |
| Great perils have this beauty, that they bring to light the fraternity of strangers |
| It is the end. But of what? The end of France? No. The end of kings? Yes |
| Never laugh at those who suffer, suffer sometimes those who laugh |
| To think is of itself to be useful, it is always and in all cases a striving toward God |
| Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love |
| Almost all our desires, when examined, contain something too shameful to reveal |
| But when ill indeed, Even dismissing the doctor don't always succeed |
| No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep |
| Style is the substance of the subject called unceasingly to the surface |
| There are no trifles in the human story, no trifling leaves on the tree |
| Indigestion is charged by God with enforcing morality on the stomach |
| Madame, bear in mind, that princes govern all things. Save the wind |
| Change your opinions, keep to your principles, change your leaves, keep intact your roots |
| The animal is ignorant of the fact that he knows. The man is aware of the fact that he is ignorant |
| To be perfectly happy it does not suffice to possess happiness, it is necessary to have deserved it |
| Where the telescope ends the microscope begins, and who can say which has the wider vision? |
| Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet |
| The ode lives upon the ideal, the epic upon the grandiose, the drama upon the real |
| Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and that which cannot remain silent |
| Love is like a tree, it grows of its own accord, it puts down deep roots into our whole being |
| The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable |
| A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is a visible labor and an invisible labor |
| When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age |
| Nature, like a kind and smiling mother, lends herself to our dreams and cherishes our fancies |
| For, to make deserts, God, who rules mankind, Begins with kings, and ends the work by wind |
| If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away |
| What is history? An echo of the past in the future, a reflex from the future on the past |
| I don't mind what Congress does, as long as they don't do it in the streets and frighten the horses |
| Sorrow is a fruit. God does not allow it to grow on a branch that is too weak to bear it |
| There is always more misery among the lower classes than there is humanity in the higher |
| The last resort of kings, the cannonball. The last resort of the people, the paving stone |
| One of the hardest tasks is to extract continually from one's soul an almost inexhaustible ill will |
| Rhyme, that enslaved queen, that supreme charm of our poetry, that creator of our meter |
| Civil war? What does that mean? Is there any foreign war? Isn't every war fought between men, between brothers? |
| Nature has made a pebble and a female. The lapidary makes the diamond, and the lover makes the woman |
| It is often necessary to know how to obey a woman in order sometimes to have the right to command her |
| Sublime upon sublime scarcely presents a contrast, and we need a little rest from everything, even the beautiful |
| There are fathers who do not love their children, there is no grandfather who does not adore his grandson |
| Reaction: A boat which is going against the current but which does not prevent the river from flowing on |
| It is most pleasant to commit a just action which is disagreeable to someone whom one does not like |
| We see past time in a telescope and present time in a microscope. Hence the apparent enormities of the present |
| The man who does not know other languages, unless he is a man of genius, necessarily has deficiencies in his ideas |
| As a means of contrast with the sublime, the grotesque is, in our view, the richest source that nature can offer |
| God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love |
| King of the peak and glacier, King of the cold, white scalps, He lifts his head at that close tread, The eagle of the Alps |
| The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live |
| Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars |
| Where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incident, chaos will soon reign |
| Freedom in art, freedom in society, this is the double goal towards which all consistent and logical minds must strive |
| The greatest happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved. Loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves |
| Do you know what friendship is? It is to be brother and sister, two souls which touch without mingling, two fingers on one hand |
| Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings |
| Jesus wept, Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization |
| Amnesty is as good for those who give it as for those who receive it. It has the admirable quality of bestowing mercy on both sides |
| When a man understands the art of seeing, he can trace the spirit of an age and the features of a king even in the knocker on a door |
| The little people must be sacred to the big ones, and it is from the rights of the weak that the duty of the strong is comprised |
| The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage, they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human |
| Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise |
| Mankind is not a circle with a single center but an ellipse with two focal points of which facts are one and ideas the other |
| Well, for us, in history where goodness is a rare pearl, he who was good almost takes precedence over he who was great |
| A creditor is worse than a slave-owner, for the master owns only your person, but a creditor owns your dignity, and can command it |
| Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees |
| Whenever a man's friends begin to compliment him about looking young, he may be sure that they think he is growing old |
| 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 |
| Hell is an outrage on humanity. When you tell me that your deity made you in his image, I reply that he must have been very ugly |
| To give thanks in solitude is enough. Thanksgiving has wings and goes where it must go. Your prayer knows much more about it than you do |
| Society is a republic. When an individual tries to lift themselves above others, they are dragged down by the mass, either by ridicule or slander |
| There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky, there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul |
| When God desires to destroy a thing, he entrusts its destruction to the thing itself. Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide |
| The nearer I approach the end, the plainer I hear around me the immortal symphonies of the worlds which invite me. It is marvelous, yet simple |
| I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss! |
| Architecture has recorded the great ideas of the human race. Not only every religious symbol, but every human thought has its page in that vast book |
| Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman to the man, the man to the devil! |
| Religions do a useful thing: they narrow God to the limits of man. Philosophy replies by doing a necessary thing: it elevates man to the plane of God |
| The omnipotence of evil has never resulted in anything but fruitless efforts. Our thoughts always escape from whoever tries to smother them |
| Without vanity, without coquetry, without curiosity, in a word, without the fall, woman would not be woman. Much of her grace is in her frailty |
| The ideal and the beautiful are identical, the ideal corresponds to the idea, and beauty to form, hence idea and substance are cognate |
| There have been in this century only one great man and one great thing: Napoleon and liberty. For want of the great man, let us have the great thing |
| Strange to say, the luminous world is the invisible world, the luminous world is that which we do not see. Our eyes of flesh see only night |
| One sometimes says: "He killed himself because he was bored with life". One ought rather to say: "He killed himself because he was bored by lack of life" |
| There is no such thing as a little country. The greatness of a people is no more determined by their numbers than the greatness of a man is by his height |
| The brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over we realize this: that the human race has been roughly handled, but that it has advanced |
| 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 |
| The three great problems of this century, the degradation of man in the proletariat, the subjection of women through hunger, the atrophy of the child by darkness |
| He, who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows that plan, carries a thread that will guide him through a labyrinth of the most busy life |
| To be a saint is the exception, to be upright is the rule. Err, falter, sin, but be upright. To commit the least possible sin is the law for man. Sin is a gravitation |
| We say that slavery has vanished from European civilization, but this is not true. Slavery still exists, but now it applies only to women and its name is prostitution |
| The drama is complete poetry. The ode and the epic contain it only in germ, it contains both of them in a state of high development, and epitomizes both |
| I am an intelligent river which has reflected successively all the banks before which it has flowed by meditating only on the images offered by those changing shores |
| Nothing is so stifling as symmetry. Symmetry is boredom, the quintessence of mourning. Despair yawns. There is something more terrible than a hell of suffering, a hell of boredom |
Victor Hugo sayings and pictures |
| I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, and the stars through his soul |
| There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and hills, but whatever is too lofty, a genius as well as a mountain, an assembly as well as a masterpiece, seen too near, is appalling |
| An army is a strange composite masterpiece, which strength results from an enormous sum total of utter weaknesses. Thus only can we explain a war waged by humanity against humanity in spite of humanity |











































