Victor Hugo ( 10 of 71 )
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and cannot remain silent
Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and cannot remain silent
And the dream that our mind had sketched in haste
Shall others continue, but never complete.
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And the dream that our mind had sketched in haste
Shall others continue, but never complete.
For none upon earth can achieve his scheme;
The best as the worst are futile here:
We wake at the self-same point of the dream,--
All is here begun, and finished elsewhere.
Popularity is glory's small change.
Popularity is glory's small change.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
Joy's smile is much closer to tears than laughter.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
I was always a lover of soft-winged things.
Life, misfortunes, isolation, abandonment, poverty, are battlefields which have their heroes; obscure heroes, sometimes greater than the illustrious heroes
Life, misfortunes, isolation, abandonment, poverty, are battlefields which have their heroes; obscure heroes, sometimes greater than the illustrious heroes
Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad
Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad
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It is often necessary to know how to obey a woman in order sometimes to have the right to command her.
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.
