Oh! The Good Times When We Were

I Have No Will, Unless It Be The Will Never To Decide. I Have Been So Overwhelmed By The Many Storms That Have Broken Over My Head, That I Am Become Passive In The Hands Of The Almighty, Like A Sparrow In The Talons Of An Eagle. I Live, Because It Is Not Ordained For Me To Die.

Porthos: He Thinks He Can Challenge The Mighty Porthos With A Sword... D'artagnan: The Mighty Who? Porthos: Don't Tell Me You've Never Heard Of Me. D'artagnan: The World's Biggest Windbag? Porthos: Little Pimple... Meet Me Behind The Luxembourg At 1 O'clock And Bring A Long Wooden Box. D'artagnan: Bring Your Own... Porthos: [laughs]

Your Bitter Memories Still Have Time To Turn Into Sweet Ones.

I Have Always Had More Dread Of A Pen, A Bottle Of Ink, And A Sheet Of Paper Than Of A Sword Or Pistol.

The Wretched And Miserable Should Turn To Their Saviour First, Yet They Do Not Hope In Him Until All Other Hope Is Exhausted.