Political judgments are generally vain formalities, for the same passions which give rise to the accusation ordain the condemnation. Such is the atrocious logic of revolutions.
Live, for a day will come when you will be happy and bless life
Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly appar...
In those times panics were common, and few days passed without some city or other registering in its archives an event of this kind. There were nobles, who made war against each other; there was the k...
I have lost my friends, D'Artagnan said ruefully, burying his head in his hands. I have nothing left but the bitterest of recollections...Two large tears rolled down his cheeks.You are young, Athos an...
I came to Paris with four écus in my pocket, and I’d have fought with anybody who told me I was in no condition to buy the Louvre.
Great people only thank you for doing the impossible; what’s possible, they say they can effect themselves.
And now...farewell to kindness, humanity and gratitude. I have substituted myself for Providence in rewarding the good; may the God of vengeance now yield me His place to punish the wicked.
All for one and one for all, united we stand divided we fall.
За всяко зло има два цяра: времето и мълчанието
Youth is a flower of which love is the fruit; happy is he who, after facing watched its silent growth, is permitted to gather and call it his own
Without words, protestations, or vows, I have laid my life in your hands. You fail me, and, I repeat once more, you are quite right in acting thus; nevertheless in losing you I lose part of my life.
Within six months, if I am not dead, I shall have seen you again, madam--even if I have to overturn the world.
We are always in a hurry to be happy...; for when we have suffered a long time, we have great difficulty in believing in good fortune.
This will do, said he, and from this letter, which might have ruined me, I will make my fortune. Now to the work I have in hand. And after having assured himself that the prisoner was gone, the deputy...
There is nothing more galling to angry people than the coolness of those on whom they wish to vent their spleen.
Pain anguish and suffering in human life are always in proportion to the strength with which a man is endowed. We will not pretend to say that Heaven always apportions to a man's capability of enduran...
My son, philosophy as I understand it, is reducible to no rules by which it can be learned; it is the amalgamation of all the sciences, the golden cloud which bears the soul to heaven.
My lord, said D’Artagnan, Monsieur de Vallon [Porthos] is like me, he prefers service extraordinary—that is to say, enterprises that are considered mad and impossible.
Monsieur Man-in-a-hurry, you can find me without running—ME, you understand?