Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.
ALEXANDRE DUMASYet man will never be perfect until he learns to create and destroy; he does know how to destroy, and that is half the battle.
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To save a man and thereby to spare a father’s agony and a mother’s feelings is not to do a noble deed, it is but an act of humanity.
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Hatred is blind; rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.
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I have always had more dread of a pen, a bottle of ink, and a sheet of paper than of a sword or pistol.
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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.
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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.
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Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks another.
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Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.
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True, I have raped history, but it has produced some beautiful offspring.
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Truly generous men are always ready to become sympathetic when their enemy’s misfortune surpasses the limits of their hatred.
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Remember that what has once been done may be done again.
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It is almost as difficult to keep a first class person in a fourth class job, as it is to keep a fourth class person in a first class job.
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Now I’d like someone to tell me there is no drama in real life!
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We are never quits with those who oblige us,” was Dantes’ reply; “for when we do not owe them money, we owe them gratitude.
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So heavy is the chain of wedlock that it needs two to carry it, and sometimes three.
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Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.
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