Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.
Victor HugoYou would have imagined her at one moment a maniac, at another a queen.
Victor HugoThough one believes in nothing, there are moments in life when one accepts the religion of the temple nearest at hand.
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A fall from such a height is rarely straight downwards.
Victor HugoTags: depths falls hunchback-of-notre-dame claude-frollo descent
Admirable, however, as the Paris of the present day appears to you, build up and put together again in imagination the Paris of the fifteenth century; look at the light through that surprising host of steeples, towers, and belfries; pour forth amid the immense city, break against the points of its islands, compress within the arches of the bridges, the current of the Seine, with its large patches of green and yellow, more changeable than a serpent's skin; define clearly the Gothic profile of this old Paris upon an horizon of azure, make its contour float in a wintry fog which clings to its innumerable chimneys; drown it in deep night, and observe the extraordinary play of darkness and light in this sombre labyrinth of buildings; throw into it a ray of moonlight, which shall show its faint outline and cause the huge heads of the towers to stand forth from amid the mist; or revert to that dark picture, touch up with shade the thousand acute angles of the spires and gables, and make them stand out, more jagged than a shark's jaw, upon the copper-coloured sky of evening. Now compare the two.
Victor HugoTags: paris description houses buildings scenery
The crowd mistrusts the allurement of paladins. The masses, ponderous bodies that they are, and fragile on account of their very heaviness, fear adventure; and there is adventure in the ideal.
Victor HugoNo Prefect of Police believes that a cat can turn into a lion; nevertheless the thing happens...
Victor HugoIt's not enough to abolish abuse; custom must also be transformed. The mill was pulled down, but the wind still blows.
Victor HugoThat is the explanation of war, an outrage by humanity upon humanity in despite of humanity.
Victor HugoThe world is like Olympus - even a thief is accepted in it if he is also a god.
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