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.
ALEXANDRE DUMASTell 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.
More Alexandre Dumas Quotes
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The tree forsakes not the flower: the flower falls from the tree.
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Never fear quarrels, but seek hazardous adventures.
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If you wish to discover the guilty person, first find out to whom the crime might be useful.
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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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Misfortune does not help us to believe.
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No, I slept as I always do when I am bored and have not the courage to amuse myself, or when I am hungry and have not the desire to eat.
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A person who doubts himself is like a man who would enlist in the ranks of his enemies and bear arms against himself.
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Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.
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Besides we are men, and after all it is our business to risk our lives.
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Business? It’s quite simple; it’s other people’s money.
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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.
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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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So heavy is the chain of wedlock that it needs two to carry it, and sometimes three.
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One’s work may be finished someday, but one’s education never.
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Without reflecting that this is the only moment in which you can study character,” said the count; “on the steps of the scaffold death tears off the mask that has been worn through life, and the real visage is disclosed.
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