Happiness Is Like Those Palaces In Fairy

Life Is A Storm, My Young Friend. You Will Bask In The Sunlight One Moment, Be Shattered On The Rocks The Next. What Makes You A Man Is What You Do When That Storm Comes.

No, I Slept As I Always Do When I Am Bored And Have Not The Courage To Amuse Myself, Or When I Am Hungry And Have Not The Desire To Eat.--the Count Of Monte Cristo

Misfortune Does Not Help Us To Believe.

To Learn Is Not To Know; There Are The Learners And The Learned. Memory Makes The One, Philosophy The Others.

And Now, Farewell To Kindness, Humanity And Gratitude... I Have Substituted Myself For Providence In Rewarding The Good; May The God Of Vengeance Now Yield Me His Place To Punish The Wicked.