A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.

Quote by Victor Hugo

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It is by suffering that human beings become angels.

It is by suffering that human beings become angels.

Go out in the world and work like money doesn't matter, Sing as if no...

Go out in the world and work like money doesn't matter, Sing as if no...

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and...

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and...

One sometimes says: 'He killed himself because he was bored with life.' One ought rather...

One sometimes says: 'He killed himself because he was bored with life.' One ought rather...

Those who live are those who fight.

Those who live are those who fight.

Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to...

Sorrow is a fruit. God does not make it grow on limbs too weak to...

Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature...

Love is a portion of the soul itself, and it is of the same nature...

Perseverance, secret of all triumphs.

Perseverance, secret of all triumphs.

Despotism is a long crime.

Despotism is a long crime.

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and...

Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and...

The little people must be sacred to the big ones, and it is from the...

The little people must be sacred to the big ones, and it is from the...

Style is the substance of the subject called unceasingly to the surface.

Style is the substance of the subject called unceasingly to the surface.

The three great problems of this century; the degradation of man in the proletariat, the...

The three great problems of this century; the degradation of man in the proletariat, the...

I'm religiously opposed to religion.

I'm religiously opposed to religion.

No one keeps a secret so well as a child

No one keeps a secret so well as a child

The man who does not know other languages, unless he is a man of genius,...

The man who does not know other languages, unless he is a man of genius,...

In this world, which is so plainly the antechamber of another, there are no happy...

In this world, which is so plainly the antechamber of another, there are no happy...

As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.

As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.

The flesh is the surface of the unknown.

The flesh is the surface of the unknown.

Idleness is the heaviest of all oppressions.

Idleness is the heaviest of all oppressions.