As a means of contrast with the sublime, the grotesque is, in our view, the richest source that nature can offer.

Quote by Victor Hugo

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An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come.

An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come.

I love all men who think, even those who think otherwise than myself.

I love all men who think, even those who think otherwise than myself.

The beautiful has but one type, the ugly has a thousand.

The beautiful has but one type, the ugly has a thousand.

There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and...

There is a sacred horror about everything grand. It is easy to admire mediocrity and...

To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.

To rise from error to truth is rare and beautiful.

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds...

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds...

Evil. Mistrust those who rejoice at it even more than those who do it.

Evil. Mistrust those who rejoice at it even more than those who do it.

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.

The most powerful symptom of love is a tenderness which becomes at times almost insupportable.

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and cannot remain silent

Music expresses that which cannot be put into words and cannot remain silent

At the shrine of friendship never say die, let the wine of friendship never run...

At the shrine of friendship never say die, let the wine of friendship never run...

A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is visible labor...

A man is not idle because he is absorbed in thought. There is visible labor...

Progress is the stride of God.

Progress is the stride of God.

Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.

Initiative is doing the right thing without being told.

Rhyme, that enslaved queen, that supreme charm of our poetry, that creator of our meter.

Rhyme, that enslaved queen, that supreme charm of our poetry, that creator of our meter.

By putting forward the hands of the clock you shall not advance the hour.

By putting forward the hands of the clock you shall not advance the hour.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Life is the flower for which love is the honey.

Many great actions are committed in small struggles.

Many great actions are committed in small struggles.

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

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

May you always have walls for the winds, a roof for the rain, tea beside...

May you always have walls for the winds, a roof for the rain, tea beside...

And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.

And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.