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.
ALEXANDRE DUMASI have always had more dread of a pen, a bottle of ink, and a sheet of paper than of a sword or pistol.
More Alexandre Dumas Quotes
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What a fool I was, not to tear my heart out on the day when I resolved to revenge myself!
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You who are in power have only the means that money produces – we who are in expectation, have those which devotion prompts.
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I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.
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All for one and one for all, united we stand divided we fall.
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The tree forsakes not the flower: the flower falls from the tree.
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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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There is no friendship that cares about an overheard secret.
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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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That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?
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Women are never so strong as after their defeat.
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As a general rule…people ask for advice only in order not to follow it; or if they do follow it, in order to have someone to blame for giving it.
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Learning does not make one learned: there are those who have knowledge and those who have understanding. The first requires memory and the second philosophy.
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Know you not that you are my sun by day, and my star by night? By my faith! I was in deepest darkness till you appeared and illuminated all.
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Besides we are men, and after all it is our business to risk our lives.
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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.
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