Mother's arms are made of tenderness, and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies within. Auteur: Victor Hugo Copy Quote More from Victor Hugo “إن الإرادة الطيبة لا تضيف بصلة واحدة إلى الحساء، وهى لا تصلح إلا للذهاب إلى الج…” “Ever since history has been written, ever since philosophy has meditated, miser…” “It is a false and dangerous situation which bases public power on private want,…” “We live in the midst of a gloomy society. Success; that is the lesson which fal…”