Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face. – Victor Hugo
What is history? An echo of the past in the future a reflex from the future on the past. – Victor Hugo

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face. – Victor Hugo
What is history? An echo of the past in the future a reflex from the future on the past. – Victor Hugo
I am a soul. I know well that what I shall render up to the grave is not myself. That which is myself will go elsewhere. Earth, thou art not my abyss! – Victor Hugo
As a means of contrast with the sublime, the grotesque is, in our view, the richest source that nature can offer. – Victor Hugo
In the first book of my Discworld series, published more than 26 years ago, I introduced Death as a character there was nothing particularly new about this – death has featured in art and literature since medieval times, and for centuries we have had a fascination with the Grim Reaper. – Terry Pratchett