Victor Hugo

The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that read more

The human soul has still greater need of the ideal than of the real. It is by the real that we exist; it is by the ideal that we live.

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.

A little girl without a doll is almost as unfortunate and quite as impossible as a woman without children.

A little girl without a doll is almost as unfortunate and quite as impossible as a woman without children.

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished read more

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.