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

We’ll go where the air is pure, where all sounds are soothing, where, no matter how proud one may be, one feels humble and finds oneself small- in short, we’ll go to the sea. I love the sea as one loves a mistress and I long for her when I haven’t seen her for some time

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

I am strong against everything, except against the death of those I love. He who dies gains; he who sees others die loses.

Wait and hope!

It is only the dead who do not return.

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