Victor Hugo

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

The stars were glittering in the heaven's dusk meadows,
Far west, among those flowers of the shadows,
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The stars were glittering in the heaven's dusk meadows,
Far west, among those flowers of the shadows,
The thin, clear crescent lustrous over her,
Made Ruth raise question, looking through the bars
Of heaven, with eyes half-oped, what God, what comer
Unto the harvest of the eternal summer,
Had flung his golden hook down on the field of stars.

Strong and bitter words indicate a weak cause.

Strong and bitter words indicate a weak cause.

The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved -- loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in read more

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

Men are still men. The despot's wickedness
Comes of ill teaching, and of power's excess,--
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Men are still men. The despot's wickedness
Comes of ill teaching, and of power's excess,--
Comes of the purple he from childhood wears,
Slaves would be tyrants if the chance were theirs.