If the infinite had no me, then me would be its limit. It would not be the infinite, therefore it would not be. Victor Hugo More Quotes by Victor Hugo More Quotes From Victor Hugo 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. Victor Hugo harmony poetry art Where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incident, chaos will soon reign. Victor Hugo reign chance past It has become necessary to call the attention of European governments to a fact which is apparently so insignificant that the governments seem not to notice it. The fact is this: an entire people is being annihilated. Where? In Europe. Are there witnesses? One witness, the entire world. Do the governments see it? No. Victor Hugo government europe war Joy is the reflex of terror. Victor Hugo reflexes terror joy Woman, nude, is the blue sky. Clouds and garments are an obstacle to contemplation. Beauty and infinity would be gazed upon unveiled. Victor Hugo women clouds beauty I repeat, whether we be Italians or Frenchmen, misery concerns us all. Victor Hugo repeats concern misery 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. Victor Hugo pearls accomplishment love-is A day will come when markets, open to trade, and minds, open to ideas, will become the sole battlefield. Victor Hugo sole mind ideas This book should be read as one would read the book of a dead man. Victor Hugo reading men book The earlier works of a man of genius are always preferred to the newer ones, in order to prove that he is going down instead of up. Victor Hugo men order art Philosophy should be an energy; it should find its aim and its effect in the amelioration of mankind. Victor Hugo energy should philosophy If she gives me all her time it is because I have all her heart. Victor Hugo give-me heart giving Sometimes he used a spade in his garden, and sometimes he read and wrote. He had but one name for these two kinds of labor; he called them gardening. ‘The Spirit is a garden,’ said he Victor Hugo garden names two A breath of Paris preserves the soul. Victor Hugo preserves paris soul These two beings, who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so touching a love, and who had lived so long for each other, were now suffering beside one another and through one another; without speaking of it, without harsh feeling, and smiling all the while. Victor Hugo touching two long He who contemplates the depths of Paris is seized with vertigo. Nothing is more fantastic. Nothing is more tragic. Nothing is more sublime. Victor Hugo paris sublime depth It may be remarked in passing that success is an ugly thing. Men are deceived by its false resemblences to merit. Victor Hugo ugly-things may men To rise at six, to dine at ten, Victor Hugo six sleep men Progress is the life-style of man. Victor Hugo progress style men Every bad institution of this world ends by suicide. Victor Hugo ends suicide world
