Quotes from Alexandre Dumas

Recuando no passado, esqueço o presente; percorrendo livre e independente a História, esqueço-me de que estou preso

Geluk en ongeluk zijn geen absolute grootheden, maar bestaan slechts in verhouding tot elkaar. Men moet hebben willen sterven om te weten hoe goed het leven is.

Beaucoup de gens haïs ont été assassinés dans une émeute ; rarement un malheureux, fût-il criminel, a été insulté par les hommes qui assistaient à sa condamnation à mort. Villefort traversa donc la haie des spectateurs, des gardes, des gens du Palais, et s'éloigna, reconnu coupable de son propre aveu, mais protégé pur sa douleur.

A curse on those who fear wine: it's because they have evil thoughts and they are afraid that wine will loosen their tongues.

Misfortune is needed to plumb certain mysterious depths in the understanding of men; pressure is needed to explode the charge. My captivity concentrated all my faculties on a single point. They had previously been dispersed, now they clashed in a narrow space; and, as you know, the clash of clouds produces electricity, electricity produces lightning and lightning gives light.

Seek whom the crime will profit,' says an axiom of jurisprudence.

Un capitaliste chagrin est comme les comètes, il présage toujours quelque grand malheur au monde.

Beauchamp, one of the kings of the press, and therefore claiming the right of a throne everywhere, was eying everybody through his monocle.

Luego todo parecía que se confundiese y se borrase a su vista, como las últimas sombras de una linterna mágica que se apaga, hallándose de nuevo en la habitación de las estatuas, iluminada totalmente por una de esas lámparas antiguas de luz pálida, que en medio de la noche acompañan al sueño o a la voluptuosidad.

Here Edmond was to undergo another trial; he was to find out whether he could recognize himself, as he had not seen his own face for fourteen years. He had preserved a tolerably good remembrance of what the youth had been, and was now to find out what the man had become.

It is only by comparing the pains of actual being with the joys of the assumed existence, that you would desire to live no longer, but to dream thus forever.

Ma foi," said Danglars, "it would not be a bad speculation

Hatred is blind, rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.

Ya está usted tranquilo, ¿no? ¿Porque me he dirigido a usted antes que a nadie para compartir la alegría del deseo que me ha entrado? Sin duda; porque he comprendido que me quiere por mí y no por usted, mientras que los demás nunca me han querido más que por sí mismos.

But what shall we read? Oh, said Rosa, I have a book, - a book which I hope will bring us good fortune. Tomorrow, then. Yes, tomorrow. On the following evening Rosa returned with Cornelius de Witt's Bible.

Iat? È™i luminiÈ™ul, ca o pat? în mijlocul p?durii. Lumina slab? ce coboar? din stele, aÈ™a cum ar spune Corneille, se strânge m?nunchi în acel loc; p?durea ne înconjoar? de toate p?rÈ›ile cu str?jile ei neclintite.

cominciava a perdere la speranza, un nuovo rumore si fece intendere, e questa volta gli sembrava avvicinarsi alla sua stanza.

Then two dark figures appeared. One of them, tall, majestic, stern, sat down near the table on which Van Baerle had placed the taper.

One of his peculiarities was never to speak a word of French, which he however wrote with great facility.

Here Cornelius stopped and heaved a sigh. And yet, he continued, it would have been so very delightful to spend the hundred thousand guilders on the enlargement of my tulip-bed or even on a journey to the East, the country of beautiful flowers. But, alas! these are no thoughts for the present times, when muskets, standards, proclamations, and beating of drums are the order of the day.

Ahora los reyes se hacen muy a menudo vulgares.

You speak like the Apocalypse, and you are as true as the Gospel. There

A fe mía que será la cosa más fácil - dijo Franz -, pues me parece que tengo alas de águila, capaces de dar la vuelta al mundo en veinticuatro horas. - ¡Vaya, vaya! ¡Ya empieza a actuar el hachís; abrid pues, esas alas, y volad a las regiones de la fantasía! Nada os arredre, que hay quien vela por vos, y si vuestras alas se derriten al sol como las de Ícaro, aquí estoy yo para recibiros.

Thus Dantes, who but three months before had no desire but liberty, had now not liberty enough and panted for wealth. The cause was not in Dantes but in Providence who, whilst limiting the power of man, has filled him with boundless desires.