Victor Hugo quote: Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are done, we recognize one thing: that the human race ...

Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are done, we recognize one thing: that the human race has been badly manhandled, but that it has moved forward.

~ Victor Hugo ~

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