أصبحت كمن يموتون فى الثلوج، أجد لذة فى اقتراب النوم الأخير Autor: Victor Hugo Copy Quote More from Victor Hugo “Is there an infinite outside of us? Is this infinite, one, immanent, permanent;…” “We blame the church when she is saturated with intrigues, we despisethe spiritu…” “He was fond of books, for they are cool and sure friends” “You have enemies? Why, it is the story of every man who has done a great deed o…”