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
Let us have compassion for those under chastisement. Alas, who are we ourselves? Who am I and who are you? Whence do we come and is it quite certain that we did nothing before we were born? This earth is not without some resemblance to a gaol. Who knows but that man is a victim of divine justice? Look closely at life. It is so constituted that one senses punishment everywhere.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the importance of compassion for others who face punishment and reflects on the nature of existence and justice.
Victor Hugo invites us to reflect on our shared humanity and the potential reasons behind suffering and punishment. By questioning our own existence and the judgments we face in life, he urges us to develop compassion for those who are experiencing difficulties, suggesting that life often resembles a form of confinement where divine justice may play a crucial role.
In practice
In a speech about mental health, one might use this quote to emphasize the importance of understanding and supporting those who are struggling.
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.
When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss there should not be a thrill in the immense mystery of the stars.
At that moment of love, a moment when passion is absolutely silent under omnipotence of ecstasy, Marius, pure seraphic Marius, would have been more capable of visiting a woman of the streets than of raising Cosette’s dress above the ankle. Once on a moonlit night, Cosette stopped to pick up something from the ground, her dress loosened and revealed the swelling of her breasts. Marius averted his eyes.
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Taste is the common sense of genius.
Forget not, never forget that you have promised me to use this silver to become an honest man.... Jean Valjean, my brother: you belong no longer to evil, but to good. It is your soul that I am buying for you. I withdraw it from dark thoughts and from the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God!
If some books are deemed most baneful and their sale forbid, how then with deadlier facts, not dreams of doting men? Those whom books will hurt will not be proof against events. Events, not books should be forbid.
When one begins to reflect on philosophy—then philosophy seems to us to be everything, like God, and love. It is a mystical, highly potent, penetrating idea—which ceaselessly drives us inward in all directions. The decision to do philosophy—to seek philosophy is the act of self-liberation—the thrust toward ourselves.
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If it's fiction, then it better be true.
Sometimes in order to help He makes us cry_x000D_ _x000D_ Happy the eye that sheds tears for His sake_x000D_ _x000D_ Fortunate the heart that burns for His sake_x000D_ _x000D_ Laughter always follow tears_x000D_ _x000D_ Blessed are those who understand_x000D_ _x000D_ Life blossoms wherever water flows_x000D_ _x000D_ Where tears are shed divine mercy is shown
Cant you understand that romanticism is no more an enemy of science than mysticism is? In fact, romanticism and science are good for each other. The scientist keeps the romantic honest and the romantic keeps the scientist human.
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