Quote by Victor Hugo
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved — loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. – Victor Hugo

Other quotes by Victor Hugo

Civil war? What does that mean? Is there any foreign war? Isnt every war fought between men, between brothers? – Victor Hugo

Category:
Men
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The first symptom of love in a young man is timidity in a girl boldness. – Victor Hugo

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Love
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Prometheus is action. Hamlet is hesitation. In Prometheus the obstacle is exterior; in Hamlet it is interior. In Prometheus the will is securely nailed down by nails of brass and cannot get loose; besides, it has by its side two watchers – Victor Hugo

Category:
Literary
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Other Quotes from
Love
category

Prayer does not use up artificial energy, doesnt burn up any fossil fuel, doesnt pollute. Neither does song, neither does love, neither does the dance. – Margaret Mead

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Love

It is impossible to love and to be wise. – Francis Bacon

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Love

Mothers are the people who love us for no good reason. And those of us who are mothers know its the most exquisite love of all. – Maggie Gallagher

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Love

True love doesnt happen right away its an ever-growing process. It develops after youve gone through many ups and downs, when youve suffered together, cried together, laughed together. – Ricardo Montalban

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Love

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We ought to fly away from earth to heaven as quickly as we can and to fly away is to become like God, as far as this is possible and to become like him is to become holy, just, and wise. – Plato

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Sometimes, if you dont have kids yourself, its assumed you wont understand or know how to play a mom, which is kind of silly if you think about it. – Tricia Helfer

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mom

I am, in fact, Superman. Every morning I wake up and go into a telephone booth and change my costume, and then go to work. – Stephen Daldry

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Morning

You promised to take care of me and not to turn your back on me. How is it possible that you never wrote to me even once and you never came back to see me? Do you think that it is fun for me to spend months, even years, without any news, without any hope! – Camille Claudel

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Hope