Victor Marie Hugo was a French poet, novelist, and dramatist of the Romantic movement. He is considered one of the greatest and best-known French writers.
Born: 26 February 1802, Besançon, France
Died: 22 May 1885, Paris, France
Men become accustomed to poison by degrees.
Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.
Jesus wept; Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization.
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.
The beautiful has but one type, the ugly has a thousand.
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.
Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time.
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.
There is nothing like a dream to create the future.
Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.
It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles of life.
Try as you will, you cannot annihilate that eternal relic of the human heart, love.