Life is a rosary of small miseries, which the philosopher shells laughing. Be philosophers like me gentlemen: put yourself at the table and drink: the future never seems so rosy, as when you look at...

Ah, no difficulties can ever daunt me,' replied d'Artagnan: 'my only fear is, of impossibilities.''Nothing is impossible,' said the lady, 'to the one who truly loves.''Nothing, madame?''Nothing' she...

Never fear quarrels, but seek adventures. I have taught you how to handle a sword; you have thews of iron, a wrist of steel. Fight on all occasions. Fight the more for duels being forbidden, since...

I say, sir, you sir, who are hiding yourself behind that shutter-yes, you, sir, tell me what you are laughing at, and we will laugh together!

But, it is well known, what strikes the capricious mind of the poet is not always what affects the mass of readers.

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!

... behind any happiness present, a future fear is hidden.

what despair to see a woman one loves longing for those thousand nothings from which women compose their happiness, and to be unable to give her those thousand nothings.

As for herself, she returned to her seat with a smile of savage scorn upon her lips, and she blasphemously repeated the fearful name of that God by whom she had just sworn, without ever having learned...

Very well, young man, very well," Treville went on, "I know those airs. I came to Paris with four ecus in my pocket, and I'd have fought with anybody who told me I was in no condition to buy the...

I do not often laugh, sir," answered the unknown. "As you may yourself discover by the expression of my continence. But yet I mean to preserve the right of laughing when I please.

All cats are gray at night.

The heart of the best woman is pitiless toward the sorrows of a rival.

I began a poem in lines of one syllable. It's rather difficult, but the merit of all things lies in their difficulty. The subject matter is gallant. I'll read you the first canto; it's four hundred...

Monsieur Man-in-a-hurry, you can find me without running-ME, you understand?

Speak, Madame; speak, queen," said Buckingham. "The softness of your voice covers the hardness of your words. You speak of sacrilege, but the sacrilege is in the separation of hearts that God has...

Besides, the storm which rages in her breast was increasing in its violence, and she would have burst her prison walls if her body could have enjoyed, for a single instant, the same proportions as her...

In which it is proved that, notwithstanding their names' ending in OS and IS, the heroes of the story which we are about to have the honor to relate to our readers have nothing mythological about...

All for one, one for all

It was one of those rare and beautiful days in winter when England remembers that there is a sun. The star of the day, pale but nevertheless still splendid, was setting in the horizon, glorifying at...

To be a woman condemned to a wretched and disgraceful punishment is no impediment to beauty, but it is an insurmountable obstacle to power. Like all persons of real genius, her ladyship well knew what...

D'Artagnan ran home immediately, and although it was three o'clock in the morning and he had some of the worst quarters of Paris to traverse, he met with no misadventure. Everyone knows that drunkards...

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

The hungry men were seen, followed by their valets, roaming the quais and guards' quarters; gleaning from their outside friends all the dinners they could find; for, according to Aramis, in prosperity...

What fragile and unknown threads the destinies of nations and the lives of men are suspended.

Kitty: I thought your ladyship was ill. I wanted to help you.Lady deWinter: I ill? Do you take me for a weak woman? When I am insulted I do not feel ill - I avenge myself. Do you hear?

Men who swear undying love sometimes have the worst intentions in the world.

Life is a chaplet of little miseries which the philosopher counts with a smile. Be philosophers, as I am, gentlemen; sit down at the table and let us drink. Nothing makes the future look so bright as...

But that's not the name of a man, it's the name of a mountain! {...}It is my name, Athos said calmly.But you said your name was d'Artagnan.I?Yes, you.That is to say, someone said to me: 'You are M....

Good fortune is the best of all mistresses.