For All Evils There Are Two Remedies

If You Wish To Discover The Guilty Person, First Find Out To Whom The Crime Might Be Useful.

Porthos: He Thinks He Can Challenge The Mighty Porthos With A Sword... D'artagnan: The Mighty Who? Porthos: Don't Tell Me You've Never Heard Of Me. D'artagnan: The World's Biggest Windbag? Porthos: Little Pimple... Meet Me Behind The Luxembourg At 1 O'clock And Bring A Long Wooden Box. D'artagnan: Bring Your Own... Porthos: [laughs]

Nothing Makes Time Pass Or Shortens The Way Like A Thought That Absorbs In Itself All The Faculties Of The One Who Is Thinking. External Existence Is Then Like A Sleep Of Which This Thought Is The Dream. Under Its Influence, Time Has No More Measure, Space Has No More Distance.

How Did I Escape? With Difficulty. How Did I Plan This Moment? With Pleasure!

Hatred Is Blind; Rage Carries You Away; And He Who Pours Out Vengeance Runs The Risk Of Tasting A Bitter Draught.