For the happy man prayer is only a jumble of words, until the day when sorrow comes to explain to him the sublime language by means of which he speaks to God.
Alexandre DumasWeโll 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, weโll go to the sea. I love the sea as one loves a mistress and I long for her when I havenโt seen her for some time
Alexandre DumasStarvation!" exclaimed the abbe, springing from his seat. "Why, the vilest animals are not suffered to die by such a death as that. The very dogs that wander houseless and homeless in the streets find some pitying hand to cast them a mouthful of bread; and that a man, a Christian, should be allowed to perish of hunger in the midst of other men who call themselves Christians, is too horrible for belief. Oh, it is impossible - utterly impossible!
Alexandre DumasHatred is blind; rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.
Alexandre Dumas