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Music expresses that which cannot be put into words.
Victor Hugo
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Victor Hugo
Age: 83 †
Born: 1802
Born: February 26
Died: 1885
Died: May 22
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Victor Marie Hugo
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. . .where there is no more hope, song remains.
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Tobacco is the plant that converts thoughts into dreams.
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What happened between those two beings? Nothing. They were adoring one another.
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There are many lovely women, but no perfect ones.
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A day will come when all nations on our continent will form a European brotherhood... A day will come when we shall see... the United States of America and the United States of Europe face to face, reaching out for each other across the seas.
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Man lives more by affirmation than by bread.
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One believes others will do what he will do to himself.
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To breathe Paris is to preserve one's soul.
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The convent, which belongs to the West as it does to the East, to antiquity as it does to the present time, to Buddhism and Muhammadanism as it does to Christianity, is one of the optical devices whereby man gains a glimpse of infinity.
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Do you hear the people sing? Singing a song of angry men
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To live a life which is a perpetual falsehood is to suffer unknown tortures.
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Wisdom is a sacred communion.
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There are plenty who regard a wall behind which something is happening as a very curious thing.
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People do not lack strength they lack will.
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There are no weeds, and no worthless men. There are only bad farmers.
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Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
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There shall be no slavery of the mind.
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The brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over we realize this: that the human race has been roughly handled, but that it has advanced.
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Loving is almost a substitute for thinking. Love is a burning forgetfulness of all other things. How shall we ask passion to be logical?
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Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres.
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