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

Your life story is a novel; and people, though they love novels wound between two yellow paper covers, are oddly suspicious of those which come to them in living vellum.

We must never expect discretion in first love: it is accompanied by such excessive joy that unless the joy is allowed to overflow, it will choke you.

God is merciful to all, as he has been to you; he is first a father, then a judge.

You scholars, you're in communication with the devil.

Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.

D’Artagnan: Why is Athos sitting by himself? Aramis: He takes his drinking very seriously. Not to worry, he’ll be his usual charming self by morning.