Edmond Dantes: I Don't Believe

Starvation!" Exclaimed The Abbe, Springing From His Seat. "why, The Vilest Animals Are Not Suffered To Die By Such A Death As That. The Very Dogs That Wander Houseless And Homeless In The Streets Find Some Pitying Hand To Cast Them A Mouthful Of Bread; And That A Man, A Christian, Should Be Allowed To Perish Of Hunger In The Midst Of Other Men Who Call Themselves Christians, Is Too Horrible For Belief. Oh, It Is Impossible - Utterly Impossible!

He's Right: They Have To Put Madmen With Madmen.

Sometimes One Has Suffered Enough To Have The Right To Never Say: I Am Too Happy.

The Difference Between Treason And Patriotism Is Only A Matter Of Dates.

The Friends We Have Lost Do Not Repose Under The Ground...they Are Buried Deep In Our Hearts. It Has Been Thus Ordained That They May Always Accompany Us.