Happiness Is Like Those Palaces In Fairy

Women Are Never So Strong As After Their Defeat.

Mastery Of Language Affords One Remarkable Opportunities.

Ah, Lips That Say One Thing, While The Heart Thinks Another.

Why, In Truth, Sir," Was Monte Cristo's Reply, "man Is But An Ugly Caterpillar For Him Who Studies Him Through A Solar Microscope; But You Said, I Think, That I Had Nothing Else To Do. Now, Really, Let Me Ask, Sir, Have You? — Do You Believe You Have Anything To Do? Or To Speak In Plain Terms, Do You Really Think That What You Do Deserves Being Called Anything?

If It Is Ones Lot To Be Cast Among Fools, One Must Learn Foolishness.-the Count Of Monte Cristo