Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. Autor: Victor Hugo Copy Quote More from Victor Hugo “If the soul is left in darkness, sins will be committed. The guilty one is not …” “When the heart is dry the eye is dry.” “These are true felicities. No joy beyond these joys. Love is the only ecstasy, …” “Love each other dearly always. There is scarcely anything else in the world but…”