How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said. – Victor Hugo
Be it true or false, what is said about men often has as much influence on their lives, and especially on their destinies, as what they do. – Victor Hugo
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