Victor Hugo
Victor Hugo
Victor Marie Hugo; 26 February 1802 – 22 May 1885) was a French poet, novelist, and dramatist of the Romantic movement. He is considered one of the greatest and best-known French writers. In France, Hugo's literary fame comes first from his poetry and then from his novels and his dramatic achievements. Among many volumes of poetry, Les Contemplations and La Légende des siècles stand particularly high in critical esteem. Outside France, his best-known works are the novels Les Misérables, 1862,...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth26 February 1802
CityBesancon, France
CountryFrance
The persistence of an all-absorbing idea is terrible.
Does not beauty confer a benefit upon us, even by the simple fact of being beautiful?
Love, thine is the future. Death, I use thee, but I hate thee. Citizens, there shall be in the future neither darkness nor thunderbolts; neither ferocious ignorance nor blood for blood.
Dark Error's other hidden side is truth.
Hypocrisy is nothing, in fact, but a horrible hopefulness.
Yes, instruction! Light! Light! Everything comes from light, and to everything it returns.
We are not loved by our friends for what we are; rather, we are loved in spite of what we are.
There are no trifles in the human story, no trifling leaves on the tree.
God is behind everything, but everything hides God.
Give to a being the useless, and deprive him of the needful, and you have the gamin.
For true poetry, complete poetry, consists in the harmony of contraries. Hence, it is time to say aloud--and it is here above allthat exceptions prove the rule--that everything that exists in nature exists in art.
At a certain depth of distress, the poor, in their stupor, groan no longer over evil, and are no longer thankful for good.
Women play with their beauty as children do with their knives. They wound themselves with it.
Poetry contains philosophy as the soul contains reason.