Ninety-Three -- Victor Hugo

<p>You may read any number of more "realistic" accounts of the French Revolution, but Hugo's is the one you will remember. He is not a reporter of the momentary, but an artist who projects the essential and fundamental. He is not a statistician of gutter trivia, but a Romanticist who presents life "as it might be and ought to be." He is the worshipper and the superlative portrayer of man's greatness.</p><p>If you are struggling to hold your vision of man above the gray ashes of our century, Hugo is the fuel you need.</p><p>One cannot preserve that vision or achieve it without some knowledge of what is greatness and some image to concretize it. Every morning, when you read today's headlines, you shrink a little in human stature and hope. Then, if you turn to modern literature for a nobler view of man, you are confronted by those cases of arrested development--the juvenile delinquents aged thirty to sixty--who still think that depravity is daring or shocking, and whose writing belongs, not on paper, but on fences.</p><p>If you feel, as I do, that there's nothing as boring as depravity, if you seek a glimpse of human grandeur--turn to a novel by Victor Hugo. - AYN RAND</p><br><br><b>Author:</b> Victor Hugo<br><b>Publisher:</b> Paper Tiger (NJ)<br><b>Published:</b> 05/15/2002<br><b>Pages:</b> 352<br><b>Binding Type:</b> Hardcover<br><b>Weight:</b> 1.37lbs<br><b>Size:</b> 8.84h x 5.86w x 1.08d<br><b>ISBN:</b> 9781889439310