You are very amiable, no doubt, but you would be charming if you would only depart.
ALEXANDRE DUMASYour bitter memories still have time to turn into sweet ones.
More Alexandre Dumas Quotes
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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.
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The wretched and miserable should turn to their Saviour first, yet they do not hope in Him until all other hope is exhausted.
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Your bitter memories still have time to turn into sweet ones.
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The merit of all things lies in their difficulty.
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Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks another.
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There are people who are willing to suffer and swallow their tears at leisure, and God will no 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.
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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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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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There are misfortunes in life that no one will accept; people would rather believe in the supernatural and the impossible.
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He’s right: They have to put madmen with madmen.
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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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Everyone knows that drunkards and lovers have a protecting diety.
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For there are two distinct sorts of ideas: Those that proceed from the head and those that emanate from the heart.
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Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.
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Are there not some places where we seem to breathe sadness? – why, we cannot tell. It is a chain of recollections – an idea which carries you back to other times, to other places – which, very likely, have no connection with the present time and place.
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