Victor Hugo

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The read more

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The angel for the woman in a kiss,
At once I wis,
My soul will wake!

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

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

To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.

To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.

Anger may be foolish and obsurd, and one may be irritated when in the wrong; but a man never feels read more

Anger may be foolish and obsurd, and one may be irritated when in the wrong; but a man never feels outraged unless in some respect he is at bottom right.

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come.

All the forces in the world are not so powerful as an idea whose time has come.