Author of quotes: Victor Hugo. Page 5

The mind, like nature, abhors a vacuum. Nature fills the void with love; the mind often resorts to this hatred. Hatred gives him food. There is hatred for hatred; art for art's sake is more characteristic of human nature than is commonly thought. People hate. Need something to do. Causeless hatred is terrible. This hatred which finds satisfaction in itself. Bear lives that sucks his paw.
But this can not last without end. Paw have any. The bear needed some food. Hatred is sweet in itself, and for some time it is enough, but in the end she needs to focus on a certain subject. Anger depletes pointless, as any enjoyment alone. It is similar to firing blank cartridges. This game draws only if you can pierce someone's heart. You can't hate just for the sake of being branded a hater. The target man or woman, someone are trying to destroy.

Marriage to anyone is not to face, he's pale ribbons that adorn the dress, it makes you look older. Marriage is devastatingly clear resolution of the issue. A woman gives herself to the man through the mediation of the notary - you're disgusting! The rudeness of marriage leads to irreparable regulations; it destroys the will, excludes the choice sets, like grammar, its own syntax relations, replaces inspiration by orthography, makes love in dictation, deprives it of any mystery, to come down from the clouds the image of the woman, dressing her in her nightgown, diminish those who have their rights, and those who are subject to them; tipping one scale destroys the charming equilibrium that exists between a floor strong floor and the powerful, between power and beauty, the husband makes the master and the wife, the maid, whereas outside of marriage there are only a slave and the Queen. How to turn a box into something so prosaic that it becomes quite respectable, - is it conceivable that any more vulgar? Not foolish to strive for a fresh love?

Women's bravery is expressed in curiosity. Men are often not curious, because they do not have the courage.

Misfortune educates the mind.

But the brigands, monseigneur, the brigands!
- In fact, the Bishop said, - I had almost forgotten about them. You are right. I can meet them. In all likelihood, and they also need someone to tell them about the Lord God.
- Monsignor, but their whole gang! This is a pack of wolves!
- Mr. mayor, and may be, Jesus commands me to be a shepherd of this flock. God works in mysterious ways!
- Monsignor, they will Rob you.
- I have nothing.
- They will kill you.
- Kill the old priest who goes on his way, muttering prayers? Full! Why should they?
- Oh My God! What if you meet them!
- I'll ask them alms for my poor.
- Don't go, Monsieur, for God's sake! You risk your life.
- Mr. mayor, the Bishop said, is that it? I live in the world, to the souls of human sung, and not about his own life.

Poverty leads to revolution and revolution to poverty.

He had a look like he is always engaged in the contemplation of something terrible. Indeed, he was preoccupied.

Les plus belles années d'une vie sont celles que l'on n'a pas encore vécues.
The best years of life are the ones that we have yet experienced.

To be good is easy, difficult to be fair.

For love is like a tree: it grows by itself, deeply triggering in us the roots, and often continues to turn green even in the devastated heart.
And, inexplicably, blind passion is the most resistant. She's stronger when she's reckless.

The book will kill the building.
The invention of the printing press is the greatest historical event. In him the germ of all revolutions. It is a completely new means of expressing human thoughts; thinking takes on a new form, rejecting the old. This means that symbolical serpent which since the days of Adam has represented intelligence, irrevocably changed the skin.
The printed word idea has become durable as ever; she is winged, elusive, indestructible. It mingles with the air. During the architecture idea was turned into a stone colossus and authoritatively took possession of a certain age and a certain space. Now it becomes a flock of birds, flying on all four sides, and occupies all points in time and in space.
Repeat - it is impossible not to see that the idea thus becomes almost indelible. Losing strength, she gained vitality. Durability it replaces for immortality. You can destroy any mass, but how to eradicate that ubiquitous? Comes the flood, will disappear under water mountains, and the birds will still fly, and let him survive at least one ark floating on the raging elements, birds will fall on him. survives him, together with him will be attended with loss of water, and a new world that will arise from the chaos of waking up, will see how over him hovers a winged and living thought of the world sunken.
And when I am convinced that this method of expression is not only the most reliable, but also more simple, most convenient, most accessible to all; when you think that it is not associated with bulky devices and does not require heavy tools; when compared to the thought that for the realization of the building was forced to move four or five other arts, a whole ton of gold, a whole mountain of stones, a whole forest of rafters, an army of workers - when compare it with the idea, which takes the form of a book, which is enough to have a small amount of paper, ink and pen, can we wonder that the human mind preferred printing architecture? Cross suddenly the original river channel dug below its level, and the river leaves the old channel.

Education - a matter of conscience; education faculty. Later, in thing, both of these forms of knowledge complement each other.

To be immersed in the contemplation does not mean to be idle. Behold - it's like that to work. To think - all the same what to act. Eyes looking to the heaven, act.

Austerity - is the ultimate selfishness, the ultimate iskupaemy-denial.