When Victor Hugo learned that Heinrich Heine had called him a hunchback, he flew into a rage, climbed to a cliff top on Guernsey, removed all of his clothes and asked his publisher, “Am I a hunchback?”
His publisher generously concluded that ‘if Heaven had bestowed no other gift on him, he could have earned a living as an artist’s model’
Victor Hugo, a Biography by Grahman Robb (via hunchbacked-one-eyed-lame)
proteusspade, I feel like this is really something you ought to know if you don’t already. BLESS.
reblogging this because people seem to think I made the stripping-in-front-of-the-publisher thing up
which like I understand, it definitely Sounds Fake, but if it is made up I am not the one who made it up, it is in the biography
Victor Hugo’s general existence is none of my invention, friends, I am not responsible for this happening.