I Came To Paris With Four écus

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

Edmond Dantes: I Don't Believe In God. Abbe Faria: That Doesn't Matter, He Believes In You.

I Do Not Often Laugh, Sir, As You May Perceive By The Air Of My Countenance; But Nevertheless, I Retain The Privilege Of Laughing When I Please.

I Have Been Taken By Satan Into The Highest Mountain In The Earth, And When There He Said He To Me, ‘child Of Earth, What Wouldst Thou Have To Make Thee Adore Me?’ I Replied, ‘listen, I Wish To Be Providence Myself, For I Feel That The Most Beautiful, Noblest, Most Sublime Thing In The World, Is To Recompense And Punish.

Starvation!" Exclaimed The Abbe, Springing From His Seat. "why, The Vilest Animals Are Not Suffered To Die By Such A Death As That. The Very Dogs That Wander Houseless And Homeless In The Streets Find Some Pitying Hand To Cast Them A Mouthful Of Bread; And That A Man, A Christian, Should Be Allowed To Perish Of Hunger In The Midst Of Other Men Who Call Themselves Christians, Is Too Horrible For Belief. Oh, It Is Impossible - Utterly Impossible!