It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night sky... a mysterious transaction between the infinity of the soul and the infinity of the universe.
Victor HugoRead
...It all seemed to him to have disappeared as if behind a curtain at a theater. There are such curtains that drop in life. God is moving on to the next act.
Interpretation
Life changes and moves forward, often unexpectedly, like scenes in a play.
In this quote, Victor Hugo reflects on the transient nature of life and how events can suddenly change, much like a curtain falling in a theater. This metaphor captures the idea that life is a series of acts that unfold, with God or fate guiding the transitions, reminding us that change is a fundamental part of our existence.
In practice
This quote can be used in a speech about embracing change and letting go of the past.
It seemed to be a necessary ritual that he should prepare himself for sleep by meditating under the solemnity of the night sky... a mysterious transaction between the infinity of the soul and the infinity of the universe.
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