Le Comte De Monte-Cristo, Tome I
Le Comte De Monte-Cristo, Tome I
The greatest revenge novel ever written begins with a young man's ruin. Edmond Dantès, second mate of the ship Pharaon, is days from becoming captain and marrying his beloved Mercedes when three men conspire to destroy him. A false accusation of Bonapartist treason lands him in the grim fortress of Château d'If, where he will spend fourteen years in a dungeon, fed on hope and starved of freedom. But Dantès is not destroyed. A dying priest reveals the location of a vast treasure hidden on the Isle of Monte Cristo, and when Dantès emerges from those island caves, he is something far more dangerous than a sailor: he is the Count of Monte Cristo, wealthy beyond measure and patient beyond reason. What follows is a methodical, mesmerizing dismantling of the men who stole his life, a masterwork of vengeance that asks whether any reckoning can ever be enough. Dumas writes with operatic sweep and psychological precision, crafting an adventure that is also a profound reckoning with the costs of betrayal and the terrible question of whether redemption can grow from revenge.
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“I am not proud, but I am happy; and happiness blinds, I think, more than pride.””
— Alexandre Dumas
“All human wisdom is contained in these two words - Wait and Hope””
— Alexandre Dumas
“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. You must look into that storm and shout as you did in Rome. Do your worst, for I will do mine! Then the fates will know you as we know you””
— Alexandre Dumas
“It's necessary to have wished for death in order to know how good it is to live.””
— Alexandre Dumas
“Woman is sacred; the woman one loves is holy.””
— Alexandre Dumas
“The difference between treason and patriotism is only a matter of dates.””
— Alexandre Dumas
“Moral wounds have this peculiarity - they may be hidden, but they never close; always painful, always ready to bleed when touched, they remain fresh and open in the heart.””
— Alexandre Dumas
“When you compare the sorrows of real life to the pleasures of the imaginary one, you will never want to live again, only to dream forever.””
— Alexandre Dumas
“How did I escape? With difficulty. How did I plan this moment? With pleasure.””
— Alexandre Dumas
