Book: Vicomte de Bazelon, or Ten years later

The Monsignor was pleased to buy a big balloon, which I will show you; he occupies the entire top of the great tower, except a gallery which is built on the orders of the Monsignor over the globe. The sun and the moon hanging on threads and on the wire. It all revolves; a beautiful thing! Monsignor shows me a faraway land and sea; we will obedience never to go there. It is extremely entertaining!

Supported arms, from all sides ran to him, he could turn his gaze to the side of the fortress and get it confused her on the main Bastion of the white Royal banner; his ears, no longer able to perceive the noises of life, I catch however hardly hear a drum roll, announcing victory.
Then, clutching cold, dead hand a Marshal's baton embroidered with gold lilies, he lowered his eyes, for he had no more strength to look to the sky, and fell to muttering strange, unknown words, seemed surprised soldiers some cabbalism, words that once meant so much and which now, besides dying, nobody knew:
- Athos, Porthos, see you soon. Aramis, adieu forever!
From four brave men, the story that we told, there was only the dust; their souls are summoned God.

Happiness of the woman when happiness is presented to her opponent, is torture for someone who is jealous.

...an honest man, he is our enemy, but he is a thousand times more than any vile man.

- When?
- At nine.
- It's too soon.
- For friends it makes no difference, if the enemies are offended, the better.

He believed that if he were to fall, he should fall from such a height that his fall crushed some of his enemies.

Patient heart extremely courageous, meek spirit confident.

Only by keeping a secret, can you love serene, serene-only love can give happiness.

Thinking is a magic lantern in which a person's eyes change every time shades. So with the last day of some year, when you saw all white before the first day of the next, when everything will seem black enough gap in the night.

Pleasure to which we are not used to bother us more than usual sorrow.

As good words that a lot of promise! How nice to chew on it when there is nothing there!

Each of us looks at others through the prism of their passions.

Start digging when you need to hurry, the noise and especially when you need to move silently.

Country of affection is divided into many regions. Well, I'll stay in the village Wooing, on the farm, the Love Notes, and then will head on the road to Outright Love. Here the path is clear, you know. Mademoiselle Scudery would never forgive if I skipped through the station.