...joy takes a strange effect at times, it seems to oppress us almost the same as sorrow.

I am hungry, feed me; I am bored, amuse me.

Hatred is blind; rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.

Fool that I am," said he,"that I did not tear out my heart the day I resolved to revenge myself".

D'Artagnan, my friend, thou art brave, thou art prudent, thou hast excellent qualities, but- women will destroy thee!" -D'Artagnan

Be happy, noble heart, be blessed for all the good thou hast done and wilt do hereafter, and let my gratitude remain in obscurity like your good deeds.

Pain, thou art not an evil