Victor Hugo Is Quotations

To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.

Love is the only future God offers.

Love is the foolishness of men, and the wisdom of God.

You who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love, is to live by it.

Life is a theatre set in which there are but few practicable entrances.

Love is reducing the universe to one being.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness. We pardon to the extent that we love. Love is knowing that even when you are alone, you will never be lonely again. & great happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved. Loved for ourselves. & even loved in spite of ourselves.

Love is like a tree: it grows by itself, roots itself deeply in our being and continues to flourish over a heart in ruin. The inexplicable fact is that the blinder it is, the more tenacious it is. It is never stronger than when it is completely unreasonable.

To love is the half of to believe.

It is the essence of truth that it is never excessive. Why should it exaggerate? There is that which should be destroyed and that which should be simply illuminated and studied. How great is the force of benevolent and searching examination! We must not resort to the flame where only light is required.

Love is like a tree, it grows of its own accord, it puts down deep roots into our whole being.

To pay compliments to the one we love is the first method of caressing, a demi-audacity venturing. A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.

To err is human. To loaf is Parisian.

Ma vie est une énigme dont ton nom est le mot. (My life is an enigma, of which your name is the word.)

These are true felicities. No joy beyond these joys. Love is the only ecstasy, everything else weeps

Life is a flower of which love is honey.

Loving is almost a substitute for thinking. Love is a burning forgetfulness of all other things. How shall we ask passion to be logical?

Love is a fault; so be it.

To love or have loved is all-sufficing. We must not ask for more. No other pearl is to be found in the shadowfolds of life. To love is an accomplishment.