A great artist is a great man in a great child.
The word is the Verb, and the Verb is God.
Need is a low door which, when we must by stern necessity pass through, forces the greatest to bend down the most.
Hope is the word which God has written on the brow of every man. Victor Hug
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.
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.
It is not enough to be happy, one must be content.
The pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end finds God.
Revery, which is thought in its nebulous state, borders closely upon the land of sleep, by which it is bounded as by a natural frontier.
Wisdom is a sacred communion.
The aim of art is almost divine: to bring to life again if it is writing history, to create if it is writing poetry.
That is the explanation of war, an outrage by humanity upon humanity in despite of humanity.
A saint addicted to excessive self-abnegation is a dangerous associate; he may infect you with poverty, and a stiffening of those joints which are needed for advancement-in a word, with more renunciation than you care for-and so you flee the contagion.
A day will come when a cannon will be exhibited in museums, just as instruments of torture are now, and the people will be astonished that such a thing could have been.
We are in the hands of those gods, those monsters, those giants: our thoughts.
Initiative is doing the right thing without being told. Victor
Often when we think we are knotting one thread, we are tying quite another.
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.
Lastly, this threefold poetry flows from three great sources - The Bible, Homer, Shakespeare.... The Bible before the Iliad, the Iliad before Shakespeare.
Oh! Everything I loved!
It is the end. But of what? The end of France? No. The end of kings? Yes.
History has its truth, and so has legend. Legendary truth is of another nature than historical truth. Legendary truth is invention whose result is reality. Furthermore, history and legend have the same goal; to depict eternal man beneath momentary man.
Because a fact seems strange to you, you conclude that it is not one. ... All science, however, commences by being strange. Science is successive. It goes from one wonder to another. It mounts by a ladder. The science of to-day would seem extravagant to the science of a former time. Ptolemy would be
A tempest ceases, a cyclone passes over, a wind dies down, a broken mast can be replaced, a leak can be stopped, a fire extinguished, but what will become of this enormous brute of bronze?
Is it not a thing divine to have a smile which, none know how, has the power to lighten the weight of that enormous chain which all the living in common drag behind them?
One cannot be a good historian of the outward, visible world without giving some thought to the hidden, private life of ordinary people; and on the other hand one cannot be a good historian of this inner life without taking into account outward events where these are relevant. They are two orders of
A phenomenon often seen. A sceptic adhering to a believer; that is as simple as the law of the complementary colours. What we lack attracts us. Nobody loves the light like the blind man...
When you get an idea into your head you find it in everything.
An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.
The soul has illusions as the bird has wings: it is supported by them. Victor Hug