Philosophy cannot be taught; it is the application of the sciences to truth.

A weakened mind always sees everything through a black veil. The soul makes its own horizons; your soul is dark, which is why you see such a cloudy sky.

Oh! The good times when we were so unhappy.

I have always had more dread of a pen, a bottle of ink, and a sheet of paper than of a sword or pistol.

...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.

His fair landlady was in despair. She would most willingly have made M. d'Artagnan her husband--such a handsome man, and such a fierce mustache!

One's work may be finished someday, but one's education never.