For All Evils There Are Two Remedies

That Is A Dream Also; Only He Has Remained Asleep, While You Have Awakened; And Who Knows Which Of You Is The Most Fortunate?

Haste Is A Poor Counselor

It Is The Way Of Weakened Minds To See Everything Through A Black Cloud. The Soul Forms Its Own Horizons; Your Soul Is Darkened, And Consequently The Sky Of The Future Appears Stormy And Unpromising

True, I Have Raped History, But It Has Produced Some Beautiful Offspring.

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