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A person who doubts himself is like a man who would enlist in the ranks of his enemies and bear arms against himself.
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The friends we have lost do not repose under the ground...they are buried deep in our hearts. It has been thus ordained that they may always accompany us.
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You who weep for pleasures fled, While dragging on a life of care, All your woes will melt in air, If to god your tears are shed, You who Weap!
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Are there not some places where we seem to breathe sadness? — why, we cannot tell. It is a chain of recollections — an idea which carries you back to other times, to other places — which, very likely, have no connection with the present time and place.
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How is it that little children are so intelligent and men so stupid? It must be education that does it.
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We are always in a hurry to be happy...; for when we have suffered a long time, we have great difficulty in believing in good fortune.
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As a general rule...people ask for advice only in order not to follow it; or if they do follow it, in order to have someone to blame for giving it.
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That Englishman who came to challenge me three or four months ago, and whom I killed to stop him bothering me.
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Be happy, noble heart, be blessed for all the good thou hast done and wilt do hereafter, and let my gratitude remain in obscurity like your good deeds.
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...but my friends call me Edmund Dantes.
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Business? It's quite simple; it's other people's money.
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Haste is a poor counselor.
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I know what happiness and what despair are, and I never make a jest of such feelings. Take it, then, but in exchange...
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Your bitter memories still have time to turn into sweet ones.
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Philosophy cannot be taught; it is the application of the sciences to truth.
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...remember that what has once been done may be done again.
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I'm sure you're very nice, but you'd be even nicer if you went away.
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That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?
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What I’ve loved most after you, is myself: that is, my dignity and that strength which made me superior to other men. That Strength was my life. You’ve broken it with a word, so I must die.
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Within six months, if I am not dead, I shall have seen you again, madam--even if I have to overturn the world.
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How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure!
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Time, dear friend, time brings round opportunity; opportunity is the martingale of man. The more we have ventured the more we gain, when we know how to wait.
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No, I slept as I always do when I am bored and have not the courage to amuse myself, or when I am hungry and have not the desire to eat.
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Yet man will never be perfect until he learns to create and destroy; he does know how to destroy, and that is half the battle.