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

Here is your final lesson - do not commit the crime for which you now serve the sentence. God said, "Vengeance is mine." [...] He believes in you.

For there are two distinct sorts of ideas: Those that proceed from the head and those that emanate from the heart.

...for, however all other feelings may be withered in a woman's nature, there is always one bright smiling spot in the maternal breast, and that is where a dearly-beloved child is concerned.

One always hurries towards happiness, Monsieur Danglars, because when one has suffered much, one is at pains to believe in it.

So he went down, smiling sceptically and mutter the final word in human wisdom: 'Perhaps!

That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?