What did Victor Hugo mean by: Love is like a tree, it grows of its own accord, it puts down deep roots into our whole being. - Victor Hugo Writer · France Copy
+ A stand can be made against invasion by an army; no stand can be made against invasion by an idea. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Army, Ideas, Invasion, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ A smile is the same as sunshine; it banishes winter from the human countenance. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Countenance, Sunshine, Winter, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ Great grief is a divine and terrible radiance which transfigures the wretched. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Grief, Radiance, Sorrow, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ What is history? An echo of the past in the future; a reflex from the future on the past. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Echoes, Past, Wisdom, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ No one knows like a woman how to say things which are at once gentle and deep. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Gentle, Wisdom, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Kindness, Small Acts, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ It is grievous for a man to leave behind him a shadow in his own shape. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Shadow, Shapes, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
+ We are given up to those gods, those monsters, those giants, — our thoughts. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Victor Hugo, Hands, Monsters, Wisdom, 0 - Victor Hugo Writer · France
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
