God Is Always The Last Resource.

There Is No Friendship That Cares About An Overheard Secret.

I Am A Count, Not A Saint.

Joy To Hearts Which Have Suffered Long Is Like The Dew On The Ground After A Long Drought; Both The Heart And The Ground Absorb That Beneficent Moisture Falling On Them, And Nothing Is Outwardly Apparant.

There Are Misfortunes In Life That No One Will Accept; People Would Rather Believe In The Supernatural And The Impossible.

D’artagnan: Why Is Athos Sitting By Himself? Aramis: He Takes His Drinking Very Seriously. Not To Worry, He’ll Be His Usual Charming Self By Morning.