Maxioms by Victor Hugo
The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved - loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in read more
The greatest happiness of life it the conviction that we are loved - loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. -Victor Hugo.
The stars were glittering in the heaven's dusk meadows,
Far west, among those flowers of the shadows,
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The stars were glittering in the heaven's dusk meadows,
Far west, among those flowers of the shadows,
The thin, clear crescent lustrous over her,
Made Ruth raise question, looking through the bars
Of heaven, with eyes half-oped, what God, what comer
Unto the harvest of the eternal summer,
Had flung his golden hook down on the field of stars.
As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.
As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.
The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.
Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished read more
Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, go to sleep in peace. God is awake.
