So your desire is to do nothing? Well, you shall not have a week, a day, an hour, free from oppression. You shall not be able to lift anything without agony. Every passing minute will make your muscles crack. What is feather to others will be a rock to you. The simplest things will become difficult. Life will become monstrous about you. To come, to go, to breathe, will be so many terrible tasks for you. Your lungs will feel like a hundred-pound weight.
Victor HugoA day will come when there will be no battlefields, but markets opening to commerce and minds opening to ideas.
Victor HugoPhilosophy is the microscope of thought. Everything desires to flee from it, but nothing escapes it.
Victor Hugo