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
There are people who observe the rules of honor as we observe the stars: from a distance
The power of a glance has been so much abused in love stories that it has come to be disbelieved. Few people daresay nowadays that two beings have fallen in love because they have looked at eachother. Yet that is the way love begins, and only that way.
Not seeing people allows you to think of them as perfect in all kinds of ways.
Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.
There are people who observe the rules of honor as one observes the stars, from a great distance.
For the rest, he was the same to all men, the fashionable world and the ordinary people. He judged nothing in haste, or without taking account of the cirumstances. He said, 'Let me see how the fault arose.
The last resort of kings, the cannonball. The last resort of the people, the paving stone.
People do not read stupidities with impunity.
The author creates a book and the people accept or not accept it. The creator of a book is an author and the creator of it`s fate are people.
Between the government which does evil and the people who accept it - there is a certain shameful solidarity.
We would be ashamed of our best behavior if the people knew the motives of our behaving so.
Friendship exists outside our modern economy of scarcity... It's not about apportioning vanishing resources of time and energy. Friendship is a blessed relic of the ancient economy of the gift, and the time freely given to people dear to you actually creates magical abundance.
Everything Changes. The only thing that remains immovable across the centuries and fixes the character of a people is cooking.
There must be people who pray even for those who never pray.