Maxioms by Victor Hugo
The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.
The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.
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.
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.
Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.
Like our dawn, merely a sob of light.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
