Victor Hugo

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.

People do not lack strength; they lack will.

Short as life is, we make it still shorter by the careless waste of time.

To be perfectly happy it does not suffice to possess happiness, it is necessary to have deserved it.

If a writer wrote merely for his time, I would have to break my pen and throw it away. (Victor Hugo)

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