God Is Always The Last Resource.

But Valentine, Why Despair, Why Always Paint The Future In Such Sombre Hues?" Maximilien Asked. "because, My Friend, I Judge It By The Past.

For There Are Two Distinct Sorts Of Ideas: Those That Proceed From The Head And Those That Emanate From The Heart.

A Weakened Mind Always Sees Everything Through A Black Veil. The Soul Makes Its Own Horizons; Your Soul Is Dark, Which Is Why You See Such A Cloudy Sky.

In Every Country Where Independence Has Taken The Place Of Liberty, The First Desire Of A Manly Heart Is To Possess A Weapon Which At Once Renders Him Capable Of Defence Or Attack, And, By Rendering Its Owner Fearsome, Makes Him Feared.

Within Six Months, If I Am Not Dead, I Shall Have Seen You Again, Madam--even If I Have To Overturn The World.