Bfisher

“it is a cruel thing to be forced to say, but, already used to misfortune, I must habituate myself to shame.”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

“At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small, In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom.

So little cause for carollings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware.”
― Thomas Hardy, The Complete Poems

“the very judicious plan of dividing the two acts of the opera with a ballet,”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

“Experience, dearly bought in the days of his residence at the University, had taught him that when the Law gripped you with its talons the only thing to do was to give a false name, say nothing and hope for the best.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, Summer Lightning