« It is that love is like a tree, it grows of its own accord, throws its roots deep into our whole being, and often continues to grow green on a ruined heart. And what is inexplicable is that the more blind this passion is, the more tenacious it is. It is never more solid than when it has no reason in it. »(Victor Hugo)

“There are often more shipwrecked things at the bottom of a soul than at the bottom of the sea.” (Victor Hugo)

« There is nothing under heaven that does not have its secret law,
Its dear and chosen place, its shelter, its retreat,
Where a thousand deep instincts fix us night and day;
The fisherman has the boat where hope accompanies him,
The swans have the lake, the eagles the mountain.
Souls have love!”(Victor Hugo)