Maxioms by Victor Hugo
A compliment is like a kiss through a veil.
A compliment is like a kiss through a veil.
You'll see that, since our fate is ruled by chance,
Each man, unknowing, great,
Should frame life read more
You'll see that, since our fate is ruled by chance,
Each man, unknowing, great,
Should frame life so that at some future hour
Fact and his dreamings meet.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
Popularity is glory's small change.
Popularity is glory's small change.
The clouds,--the only birds that never sleep.
The clouds,--the only birds that never sleep.
