My son, philosophy as I understand it, is reducible to no rules by which it can be learned; it is the amalgamation of all the sciences, the golden cloud which bears the soul to heaven.
Alexandre DumasMots clés count-of-monte-cristo
The count came back to young Morcerf.
'Don't you think,' he said, 'on reflection that you were wrong to speak in that way about your mother-in-law in front of Debray?'
'Please, Count,' Morcerf said. 'I beg you, don't use that word in anticipation.
Friendship throws out deep roots in honest hearts, D'Artagnan. Believe me, it is only the evil-minded who deny friendship; they cannot understand it.
Alexandre DumasMots clés friendship
When a man resolves to avenge himself, he should first of all tear out the heart from his breast.
Alexandre DumasImmediately, and according to custom, the ramparts of Fort Saint-Jean were covered with spectators; it is always an event at Marseilles for a ship to come into port, especially when this ship, like the Pharaon, has been built, rigged, and laden at the old Phocee docks, and belongs to an owner of the city.
Alexandre Dumas...if you wish to tell me what crime I have committed, explain to me in what a crime consists. For as my conscience does not accuse me, I aver that I am not a criminal.
Alexandre DumasWithout words, protestations, or vows, I have laid my life in your hands. You fail me, and, I repeat once more, you are quite right in acting thus; nevertheless in losing you I lose part of my life.
Alexandre Dumaslet us call on M. de Monte Cristo; he is admirably adapted to revive one's spirits, because he never interrogates, and in my opinion those who ask no questions are the best comforters.
Alexandre DumasCan we account for instinct?' said Monte Cristo. '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.
Alexandre DumasMots clés sadness memory recollection instinct impression
Luego, dirigiendo una postrer mirada sobre aquel apuesto joven, que tendría lo más veinticinco años y a quien dejaba anegado en su sangre, privado de sentido y quizá muerto, suspiró pensando en el extraño destino que obliga a los hombres a destruirse unos a otros por los intereses de personas que les son extrañas en absoluto, y que algunas veces ni siquiera saben que existen.
Alexandre DumasMots clés destiny
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