Does this not tell you that grief, as well as in life, there is always something to look forward to beyond?
When you wish to obtain some concession from a man’s self-love, you must avoid even the appearance of wishing to wound it.” “I.
And then he gave himself over entirely to his feelings of happiness. He was certainly no longer going to be alone, he might perhaps even be free. The worst case, should he remain a prisoner, was to have a companion: captivity shared is only semi-captivity. Sighs united together are almost prayers; prayers coming from two hearts are almost acts of grace.
Mme. Bonacieux looked at the young man, restrained for a minute by a last hesitation; but there was so much ardor in his eyes, such persuasion in his voice, that she felt herself constrained to confide in him. Besides, she found herself in circumstances where everything must be risked for the sake of everything.
A rogue does not laugh in the same way that an honest man does;.
There were nobles, who made war against each other; there was the king, who.
Your history is quite a romance, and the world, which delights in romances contained in two covers of yellow paper, strangely mistrusts those which are bound in living parchment, even thought they be gilded like yourself.
Die! No, no!’ He cried. ‘It was not worth living so long, and suffering so much, to die now. Death was welcome previously when I made a resolution to meet it, many years ago. But now it would truly be conceding too much to my miserable fate. No, I want to live, I want to struggle to the end. No, I want to recover the happiness that has been taken away from me. I am forgetting that, before I die, I have my enemies to punish and, who knows? – perhaps a few friends to reward.
She will follow you to the end of the world, Athos, if she recognizes you.
Utterly sure of himself, convinced of his power, certain that the laws that governed other men couldn’t touch him, he made straight for any goal he set himself, however rarified and dazzling, even if it were folly for anyone else to even consider it.
I say that love is a lottery in which he who wins, wins death! You are very fortunate to have lost, believe me, my dear d’Artagnan. And if I have any counsel to give, it is, always lose!
En Italie, on ne paie la justice que si elle se tait, mais en France on ne la paie au contraire que quand elle parle.
The dream of poor Bazin had always been to serve a man of the cloth.
Oui, ma fille, dit Monte Cristo ; tu sais bien que ce n’est jamais moi qui te quitterai. Ce n’est point l’arbre qui quitte la fleur, c’est la fleur qui quitte l’arbre.
God wills it that man whom he has created, and in whose heart he has so profoundly rooted the love of life, should do all in his power to preserve that existence, which, however painful it may be, is yet always so dear.
Athos was delighted to find he was going to fight an Englishman. We might say that was his dream.
There are, indeed, some things which appear so impossible that the mind does not dwell on them for an instant.
There’s nothing gives you so much courage as good reasons,” continued the sailor;.
Tis strange that it should be among such men that we find proofs of friendship and devotion.
After about ten minutes’ silence, she suddenly said: “Is it true that you have seen much, travelled far, and suffered deeply?” “I have suffered deeply, madame,” answered Monte Cristo. “But now you are happy?” “Doubtless,” replied the Count, “since no one hears me complain.” “And has your present happiness softened your heart?” “My present happiness equals my past misery,” said the Count.