Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.
If it is one’s lot to be cast among fools, one must learn foolishness.
I am strong against everything, except against the death of those I love. He who dies gains; he who sees others die loses.
Women are never so strong as after their defeat.
Hatred is blind; rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.
I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.
It is rare that one can see in a little boy the promise of a man, but one can almost always see in a little girl the threat of a woman.
So heavy is the chain of wedlock that it needs two to carry it, and sometimes three.
You who are in power have only the means that money produces – we who are in expectation, have those which devotion prompts.
The wretched and the miserable should turn to their Savior first, yet they do not hope in Him until all other hope is exhausted.
Oh! The good times when we were so unhappy.
In love, writing is dangerous, not to mention pointless.
Great is truth. Fire cannot burn it nor water drown it.
I am hungry, feed me; I am bored, amuse me.
The air in Provence is impregnated with the aroma of garlic, which makes it very healthful to breathe.
His fair landlady was in despair. She would most willingly have made M. d’Artagnan her husband – such a handsome man, and such a fierce mustache!
God is always the last resource.
In politics, my dear fellow, you know, as well as I do, there are no men, but ideas – no feelings, but interests; in politics we do not kill a man, we only remove an obstacle, that is all.
I know what happiness and what despair are, and I never make a jest of such feelings. Take it, then, but in exchange –.
Darling, replied Valentine, has not the count just told us that all human wisdom was contained in these two words,- “Wait and hope”?