Life is so uncertain, that we ought to secure happiness while it is within our reach.
Why,’ said he, ’does not the emperor, who has devised so many clever and efficient modes of improving the art of war, organize a regiment of lawyers, judges and legal practitioners, sending them in the hottest fire the enemy could maintain, and using them to save better men?
All charitable souls are requested to pray God for the sincere repentance of these two miserable creatures.
You cannot control circumstances, my dear sir; ’man proposes, and God disposes.
It is no use,” said the old man, “there is no wine.” “What, no wine?” said Dantes, turning pale, and looking alternately at the hollow cheeks of the old man and the empty cupboards.
Not before I have killed you, poltroon!” cried d’Artagnan, making the best face possible, and.
Believe me, when a woman loves a man, you do not win her heart by crossing swords with him.
Alas, alas!’ Andrea said, with a sigh. ‘One can never be completely happy in this world.
D’Artagnan looked for some tapestry behind which he might hide himself, and felt an immense inclination to crawl under the table.
Ah, but the friends of to-day are the enemies of to-morrow;.
No man truly in love has ever let the hands of a clock go peacefully on their way.
Nineteen years of light to reflect upon in eternal darkness!
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.