Alexander Dumas

all human wisdom is summed up in these two words,—'Wait and hope.

"I am not proud, but I am happy, and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride."

Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.

We must have felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of living.

Moral wounds have this peculiarity,—they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.

For all evils there are two remedies—time and silence.

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

Man does not appear to me to be intended to enjoy felicity so unmixed; happiness is like the enchanted palaces we read of in our childhood, where fierce, fiery dragons defend the entrance and approach; and monsters of all shapes and kinds, requiring to be overcome ere victory is ours.

Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks another

to learn is not to know; there are the learners and the learned. Memory makes the one, philosophy the other.