What did Victor Hugo mean by: Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower. - Victor Hugo Writer · France Copy
+ The soul in the darkness sins, but the real sinner is he who caused the darkness. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Darkness, Soul, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ My day’s work will begin again the next morning. The tomb is not a blind alley. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Death, Morning, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ Sacrificing the earth for paradise is giving up the substance for the shadow. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Giving Up, Sacrifice, Shadow, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ I don’t mind what Congress does, as long as they don’t do it in the streets and frighten the horses. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Funny, Horse, Women, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Break, Pens, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ Night and the day, when united, Bring forth the beautiful light. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Beautiful, Light, Night, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ It is God who makes woman beautiful, it is the devil who makes her pretty. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Beautiful, Pretty Woman, Women, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ God will reward you,’ he said. ‘You must be an angel since you care for flowers. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Angel, Care, Flower, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Art is like a border of flowers along the course of civilization. - Lincoln Steffens Journalist · USA
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
