I Do Not Cling To Life Sufficiently

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

One Always Hurries Towards Happiness, Monsieur Danglars, Because When One Has Suffered Much, One Is At Pains To Believe In It.

Tell The Angel Who Will Watch Over Your Life To Pray Now And Then For A Man Who, Like Satan, Believed Himself For An Instant To Be Equal To God, But Who Realized In All Humility That Supreme Power And Wisdom Are In The Hands Of God Alone.

Be Happy, Noble Heart, Be Blessed For All The Good Thou Hast Done And Wilt Do Hereafter, And Let My Gratitude Remain In Obscurity Like Your Good Deeds.

It Is The Infirmity Of Our Nature Always To Believe Ourselves Much More Unhappy Than Those Who Groan By Our Sides!