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Alexandre Dumas

  • French dramatist
  • Born July 24, 1802
  • Died December 5, 1870

Alexandre Dumas (UK: , US: ; French: [alɛksɑ̃dʁ dyma]; born Dumas Davy de la Pailleterie [dyma davi də la pajətʁi]; 24 July 1802 – 5 December 1870), also known as Alexandre Dumas père (French for 'father'), was a French writer. His works have been translated into many languages, and he is one of the most widely read French authors. Many of his historical novels of high adventure were originally published as serials, including The Count of Monte Cristo, The Three Musketeers, Twenty Years After, and The Vicomte of Bragelonne: Ten Years Later.


How is it that little children are so intelligent and men so stupid? It must be education that does it.




He was thinking alone, and seriously racking his brain to find a direction for this single force four times multiplied, with which he did not doubt, as with the lever for which Archimedes sought, they should succeed in moving the world, when some one tapped gently at his door.




A person who doubts himself is like a man who would enlist in the ranks of his enemies and bear arms against himself. He makes his failure certain by himself being the first person to be convinced of it.




All human wisdom is summed up in two words; wait and hope.




I prefer rogues to imbeciles, because they sometimes take a rest.




Business? It's quite simple; it's other people's money.




All for one, one for all, that is our device.




Only a man who has felt ultimate despair is capable of feeling ultimate bliss.




Happiness is like those palaces in fairy tales whose gates are guarded by dragons: we must fight in order to conquer it.




Pure love and suspicion cannot dwell together: at the door where the latter enters, the former makes its exit.




If God were suddenly condemned to live the life which He has inflicted upon men, He would kill Himself.




It is almost as difficult to keep a first class person in a fourth class job, as it is to keep a fourth class person in a first class job.




Nothing succeeds like success.




It is rare that one can see in a little boy the promise of a man, but one can almost always see in a little girl the threat of a woman.




Infatuated, half through conceit, half through love of my art, I achieve the impossible working as no one else ever works.




All generalizations are dangerous, even this one.




It is neccessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live.



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