Victor Hugo Life Quotations

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace.

There is nothing like a dream to create the future.

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his dreaming meet.

Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.

Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time.

Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature as the celestial breathing of the atmosphere of paradise.

Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.

Death has its revelations: the great sorrows which open the heart open the mind as well; light comes to us with our grief. As for me, I have faith; I believe in a future life. How could I do otherwise? My daughter was a soul; I saw this soul. I touched it, so to speak.

The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather in spite of ourselves.

There is no such thing as a little country. The greatness of a people is no more determined by their numbers than the greatness of a man is by his height.

Progress is the life-style of man. The general life of the human race is called Progress, and so is its collective march. Progress advances, it makes the great human and earthly journey towards what is heavenly and divine; it has its pauses, when it rallies the stragglers, its stopping places when it meditates, contemplating some new and splendid promised land that has suddenly appeared on its horizon. It has its nights of slumber; and it is one of the poignant anxieties of the thinker to see the human spirit lost in shadow, and to grope in the darkness without being able to awake sleeping progress.

In vain we chisel, as best we can, the mysterious block of which our life is made, the black vein of destiny reappears continually.

The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.

Love each other dearly always. There is scarcely anything else in the world but that: to love one another.

We may remark in passing that to be blind and beloved may, in this world where nothing is perfect, be among the most strangely exquisite forms of happiness. The supreme happiness in life is the assurance of being loved; of being loved for oneself, even in spite of oneself; and this assurance the blind man possesses. In his affliction, to be served is to be caressed. Does he lack anything? no. Possessing love he is not deprived of light. A love, moreover, that is wholly pure. There can be no blindness where there is this certainty.

What's our baggage? Only vows, Happiness, and all our care, And the flower that sweetly shows Nestling lightly in your hair.

To die is nothing; but it is terrible not to live.

Perseverance, secret of all triumphs.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.