Tell the angel who will watch over your life to pray now and then for a man who, like Satan, believed himself for an instant to be equal to God, but who realized in all humility that supreme power and wisdom are in the hands of God alone.
Tell the angel who will watch over your life to pray now and then for a man who, like Satan, believed himself for an instant to be equal to God, but who realized in all humility that supreme power and wisdom are in the hands of God alone.
What tender threads do life and death hang.
I do not often laugh, sir, as you may perceive by the air of my countenance; but nevertheless, I retain the privilege of laughing when I please.
For all evils there are two remedies -- time and silence.
It is the way of weakened minds to see everything through a black cloud. The soul forms its own horizons; your soul is darkened, and consequently the sky of the future appears stormy and unpromising
That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?
When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one, you will never want to live again, only to dream forever.
In all times, and all countries especially in those countries which are divided within by religious faith, there are always fanatics who will be well contented to be regarded as martyrs.
For the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God.
It was clear that Mme Danglars was suffering from one of those nervous irritations which women are often unable to explain even to themselves.
The difference between treason and patriotism is only a matter of dates.
Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.
It is only the dead who do not return.
God is always the last resource.
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 apparant.
The friends that we have lost do not repose in the bosom of the earth, but are buried deep in our hearts, and it has been ordained that we may always be accompanied by them.
Yes; I am a supercargo; pen, ink, and paper are my tools, and without my tools I am fit for nothing.
It was like the eve of a battle; the hearts beat, the eyes laughed, and they felft that the life they were perhaps going to lose, was after all, a good thing.
Hatred is blind, anger is foolhardy, and he who pours out vengeance risks having to drink a bitter draft
Life is very tenacious in these lawyers.
The King! I thought him enough of a philosopher to realize that there is no such thing as murder in politics. You know as well as I do, my dear boy, that in politics there are no people, only ideas; no feelings, only interests. In politics, you don't kill a man, you remove an obstacle, that's all.
Yet man will never be perfect until he learns to create and destroy; he does know how to destroy, and that is half the battle.
Monsieur Man-in-a-hurry, you can find me without running-ME, you understand?
He's right: They have to put madmen with madmen.
Moral wounds have this peculiarity - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.
The wretched and the miserable should turn to their Savior first, yet they do not hope in Him until all other hope is exhausted.
You who are in power have only the means that money produces - we who are in expectation, have those which devotion prompts.
My son, be worthy of your noble name, worthily borne by your ancestors for over five hundred years. Remember it's by courage, and courage alone, that a nobleman makes his way nowadays. Don't be afraid of opportunities, and seek out adventures. My son, all I have to give you is fifteen ecus, my horse, and the advice you've just heard. Make the most of these gifts, and have a long, happy life.
How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.
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.
There are people who are willing to suffer and swallow their tears at leisure, and God will not doubt reward them in heaven for their resignation; but those who have the will to struggle strike back at fate in retaliation for the blows they receive. Do you intend to fight back at fate, Valentine? That's what I came here to ask you.
Your life story is a novel; and people, though they love novels wound between two yellow paper covers, are oddly suspicious of those which come to them in living vellum.
Nothing makes time pass or shortens the way like a thought that absorbs in itself all the faculties of the one who is thinking. External existence is then like a sleep of which this thought is the dream. Under its influence, time has no more measure, space has no more distance.
I prefer rogues to imbeciles, because they sometimes take a rest.
All for one, one for all, that is our device.
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.
Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.
There is nothing more galling to angry people than the coolness of those on whom they wish to vent their spleen.
Business? It's quite simple; it's other people's money.
He was thinking alone, and seriously racking his brain to find a direction for this single force four times multiplied, with which he did not doubt, as with the lever for which Archimedes sought, they should succeed in moving the world, when some one tapped gently at his door.
All for one and one for all.
All for one, one for all.
Nothing succeeds like success.
There is neither happiness nor misery in the world there is only the comparison of one state to another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life.
Infatuated, half through conceit, half through love of my art, I achieve the impossible working as no one else ever works.
All generalizations are dangerous, even this one.
All human wisdom is summed up in two words; wait and hope.
We blame in others only the faults by which we do not profit.
Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.
The man of genius does not steal, he conquers.
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