The Count of Monte Cristo Quotes
The Count of Monte Cristo
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“Death, according to the care we take to be on good or bad terms with it, is either a friend which will rock us as gently as a nursing mother or an enemy which will savagely tear apart body and soul. One day, when our world has lived another thousand years, when people have mastered all the destructive forces of nature and harnessed them to the general good of mankind, and when, as you just said, men have learnt the secrets of death, then death will be as sweet and voluptuous as sleep in a lover’s arms.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“On the first step of the scaffold, death tears away the mask that one has worn all one's life, and the true face appears.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Nasıl her meyvenin bir kurdu varsa, her insanın da yüreğini kemiren bir tutkusu vardır.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“as you see, i am absolutely pitiless in my pursuit of you. you thought you could escape my lavish generosity, but you will not. so listen”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“i may be eccentric, it's true, but my eccentricity does not extent to breaking my word once i have given it”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Non vi è né felicità né infelicità in questo mondo, ma soltanto il paragone di una condizione con un'altra, ecco tutto. Soltanto chi ha provato l'estremo dolore può gustare la suprema felicità. Bisogna aver desiderato la morte, Maximilien, per sapere quale bene è la vita.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Moral wounds have this peculiarity, - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“I swear, you are frightening me!’ said Dantès. ‘Is the world full of tigers and crocodiles then?’
‘Yes, except that the tigers and crocodiles with two legs are more dangerous than the rest.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
‘Yes, except that the tigers and crocodiles with two legs are more dangerous than the rest.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Listen,” said the count, and deep hatred mounted to his face, as the blood would to the face of any other. “If a man had by unheard-of and excruciating tortures destroyed your father, your mother, your betrothed—a being who, when torn from you, left a desolation, a wound that never closes, in your breast—do you think the reparation that society gives you is sufficient when it interposes the knife of the guillotine between the base of the occiput and the trapezal muscles of the murderer, and allows him who has caused us years of moral sufferings to escape with a few moments of physical pain?”
“Yes, I know,” said Franz, “that human justice is insufficient to console us; she can give blood in return for blood, that is all; but you must demand from her only what it is in her power to grant.”
“I will put another case to you,” continued the count; “that where society, attacked by the death of a person, avenges death by death. But are there not a thousand tortures by which a man may be made to suffer without society taking the least cognizance of them, or offering him even the insufficient means of vengeance, of which we have just spoken? Are there not crimes for which the impalement of the Turks, the augers of the Persians, the stake and the brand of the Iroquois Indians, are inadequate tortures, and which are unpunished by society? Answer me, do not these crimes exist?”
“Yes,” answered Franz; “and it is to punish them that duelling is tolerated.”
“Ah, duelling,” cried the count; “a pleasant manner, upon my soul, of arriving at your end when that end is vengeance! A man has carried off your mistress, a man has seduced your wife, a man has dishonored your daughter; he has rendered the whole life of one who had the right to expect from Heaven that portion of happiness God has promised to every one of his creatures, an existence of misery and infamy; and you think you are avenged because you send a ball through the head, or pass a sword through the breast, of that man who has planted madness in your brain, and despair in your heart. And remember, moreover, that it is often he who comes off victorious from the strife, absolved of all crime in the eyes of the world. No, no,” continued the count, “had I to avenge myself, it is not thus I would take revenge.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Yes, I know,” said Franz, “that human justice is insufficient to console us; she can give blood in return for blood, that is all; but you must demand from her only what it is in her power to grant.”
“I will put another case to you,” continued the count; “that where society, attacked by the death of a person, avenges death by death. But are there not a thousand tortures by which a man may be made to suffer without society taking the least cognizance of them, or offering him even the insufficient means of vengeance, of which we have just spoken? Are there not crimes for which the impalement of the Turks, the augers of the Persians, the stake and the brand of the Iroquois Indians, are inadequate tortures, and which are unpunished by society? Answer me, do not these crimes exist?”
“Yes,” answered Franz; “and it is to punish them that duelling is tolerated.”
“Ah, duelling,” cried the count; “a pleasant manner, upon my soul, of arriving at your end when that end is vengeance! A man has carried off your mistress, a man has seduced your wife, a man has dishonored your daughter; he has rendered the whole life of one who had the right to expect from Heaven that portion of happiness God has promised to every one of his creatures, an existence of misery and infamy; and you think you are avenged because you send a ball through the head, or pass a sword through the breast, of that man who has planted madness in your brain, and despair in your heart. And remember, moreover, that it is often he who comes off victorious from the strife, absolved of all crime in the eyes of the world. No, no,” continued the count, “had I to avenge myself, it is not thus I would take revenge.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“But madame, does mankind ever lose anything?
The arts change about and make a tour of the world; things take a different name, and the vulgar do not follow them- that is all; but there is always the same result.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
The arts change about and make a tour of the world; things take a different name, and the vulgar do not follow them- that is all; but there is always the same result.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Wait and hope.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“(...) until the day when God deigns to unveil the future to mankind, all human wisdom is contained in these two words: ‘wait’ and ‘hope’!”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Maximiliano se apoyaba en uno de estos árboles, y tenía clavados sus ojos inciertos sobre las dos tumbas. Su dolor era profundo, casi le trastornaba. -Maximiliano -le dijo el conde-, no es ahí donde se debe mirar, sino allí. Y le señaló el cielo.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Mirad cómo la naturaleza sabe calmar los más agudos dolores.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“El edificio que la desgracia destruye, la Providencia puede reedificarlo.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“La voluntad de Dios es que el hombre que ha creado y en cuyo corazón ha puesto con tantas raíces el amor a la vida, haga cuanto pueda por conservar esta vida, tan trabajosa algunas veces y siempre tan
amada.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
amada.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“La incertidumbre es el peor de todos los suplicios.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Sólo el que ha experimentado el colmo del infortunio puede sentir la felicidad suprema. Es preciso haber querido morir, amigo mío, para saber cuán buena y hermosa es la vida.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“La ausencia separa a las personas casi mejor que la muerte.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Ölüm nedir? Dinginliğin bir derece fazlası, sessizliğin belki de iki derece ötesi.”
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
“Yaşamanın ne kadar güzel olduğunu öğrenebilmek için ölmeyi istemiş olmak gerekir.”
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
“Benim yüreğim başkalarından daha zayıftı belki, ben onların çekebileceğindan daha fazla çektim, hepsi bu.”
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
“We are used to adversity; let’s not be crushed by a mere disappointment, or else I shall have suffered for nothing. The heart breaks when it has swelled too much in the warm breath of hope, then finds itself enclosed in cold reality.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Вы требуете, чтобы я стал пошлым, вульгарным; словом, вы требуете от меня объяснений.”
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
“Anything that you might have to say to me will never be worth what I can read in your eyes, what your heart has thought and mine felt.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Learning does not make one learned: there are those who have knowledge and those who have understanding. The first requires memory, the second philosophy. pg. 168”
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
“Providence still,' murmured he; 'now only am I fully convinced of being the emissary of God!”
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
― The Count Of Monte Cristo
“Of course', the inspector remarked, with the naivety of the corrupt, 'if he had really been rich, he would not be in prison.”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Franz, whose hair stood on end; ‘you, M. Noirtier!—you killed my father?”
“Yes!’ replied Noirtier, fixing a majestic look on the young man.
Franz fell powerless on a chair”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
“Yes!’ replied Noirtier, fixing a majestic look on the young man.
Franz fell powerless on a chair”
― The Count of Monte Cristo
