Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. – Victor Hugo
Civil war? What does that mean? Is there any foreign war? Isnt every war fought between men, between brothers? – Victor Hugo
Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart. – Victor Hugo
Civil war? What does that mean? Is there any foreign war? Isnt every war fought between men, between brothers? – Victor Hugo
Jesus wept Voltaire smiled. From that divine tear and from that human smile is derived the grace of present civilization. – Victor Hugo
The autumn twilight turned into deep and early night as they walked. Tristran could smell the distant winter on the air—a mixture of night-mist and crisp darkness and the tang of fallen leaves…. the crescent moon hung white in the sky and the stars burned in the darkness above them. – Neil Gaiman, Stardust