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.
ALEXANDRE DUMASAll for one and one for all, united we stand divided we fall.
More Alexandre Dumas Quotes
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God is always the last resource.
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The merit of all things lies in their difficulty.
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In business, sir, one has no friends, only correspondents.
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The difference between treason and patriotism is only a matter of dates.
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God is full of mercy for everyone, as He has been towards you. He is a father before He is a judge.
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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.
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Now I’d like someone to tell me there is no drama in real life!
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Tell 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.
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Haste is a poor counselor.
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And now, farewell to kindness, humanity and gratitude… I have substituted myself for Providence in rewarding the good; may the God of vengeance now yield me His place to punish the wicked.
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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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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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Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.
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I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.
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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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