Victor Hugo Quotes

Good literature always ends up showing those who read it... the inevitable limitation of all power to fulfill human aspirations and desires.

Life always kills you in the end, but first it prevents you from getting what you want.

You can write the best column in the world on Monday, and it does you absolutely no good on Tuesday. There is no way to win. You just write until you are tired, they fire you, or you die.

There are so many people who try so hard and have such big dreams, and it doesn't happen for them.

Dreams are, by definition, cursed with short life spans.

It took me less than half a lifetime to realize that regret is one of the few guaranteed certainties. Sooner or later everything is touched by it, despite our naive and senseless hope that just this time we will be spared its cold hand on our heart.

Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually.

Life, as it is called, is for most of us one long postponement.

Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.

What is life? A madness. What is life? An illusion, a shadow, a story. And the greatest good is little enough; for all life is a dream, and dreams themselves are only dreams.

Gold and silver from the dead turn often into lead.

In order to exist just once in the world, it is necessary never again to exist.

Alas! Alas! Life is full of disappointments; as one reaches one ridge there is always another and a higher one beyond which blocks the view.

We have lived long enough to experience the hollowness of earth and the rottenness of all carnal promises.

It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.

I always wished for this, but it's almost turning into more of a nightmare than a dream.

We try, we fail, we posture, we aspire, we pontificate - and then we age, shrink, die, and vanish.

He that lives upon hope will die fasting.

Oh, how swiftly the glory of the world passes away!

The longing to produce great inspirations didn't produce anything but more longing.

My dream was never to become this unattainable star.

High expectations produce high frustrations.

The only thing I'd ever wanted in my life was to be a major-league ballplayer, but I had to admit to myself that I wasn't good enough. It broke my heart.

As much as I hate to say it, what I'm coming to realize is that all we're really able to do is put the brakes on. Imagine going real fast in a Flintstones car, and my heel is out there. I went to Washington to change the world, and all I can do is put my heel out.

I just have to accept that I won't ever be Al Green, which is a hard pill to swallow.