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.
ALEXANDRE DUMASFor 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.
More Alexandre Dumas Quotes
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God is always the last resource.
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I prefer the wicked rather than the foolish. The wicked sometimes rest.
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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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Often we pass beside happiness without seeing it, without looking at it, or even if we have seen and looked at it, without recognizing it.
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Pain, thou art not an evil.
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It is not the tree that forsakes the flower, but the flower that forsakes the tree.
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Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.
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Capricious and unfaithful, the king wished to be called Louis the Just and Louis the Chaste. Posterity will find a difficulty in understanding this character, which history explains only by facts and never by reason.
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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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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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In business, sir, one has no friends, only correspondents.
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Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.
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Philosophy cannot be taught; it is the application of the sciences to truth.
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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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