Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it. – Victor Hugo
When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age. – Victor Hugo

Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to bear it. – Victor Hugo
When grace is joined with wrinkles, it is adorable. There is an unspeakable dawn in happy old age. – Victor Hugo
The three great problems of this century the degradation of man in the proletariat, the subjection of women through hunger, the atrophy of the child by darkness. – Victor Hugo