It Is Only The Dead Who Do

Kitty: I Thought Your Ladyship Was Ill. I Wanted To Help You. Lady Dewinter: I Ill? Do You Take Me For A Weak Woman? When I Am Insulted I Do Not Feel Ill - I Avenge Myself. Do You Hear?

Life Is A Storm, My Young Friend. You Will Bask In The Sunlight One Moment, Be Shattered On The Rocks The Next. What Makes You A Man Is What You Do When That Storm Comes.

All For One And One For All, United We Stand Divided We Fall.

Misfortune Does Not Help Us To Believe.

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