Jon Hagadorn

There is neither happiness nor misery in the world.

There is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more.

he who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness.

We must have felt what it is to die, Morel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of living.

Live, then, and be happy, beloved children of my heart, and never forget that until the day when God shall deign to reveal the future to man, all human wisdom is summed up in these two words, weight and hope.

Your friend, Edmond Dantes, Count of Monte Cristo.

During the perusal of this letter, which informed Valentine for the first time of the madness of her father and the death of her brother, she became pale.

A heavy sigh escaped from her bosom, and tears, not the less painful because they were silent, ran down her cheeks.

Her happiness cost her very dear.

Morel looked around uneasily.

"'But,' he said, "'the Count's generosity is too overwhelming.

"'Valentine will be satisfied with my humble fortune.

"'Where is the Count, friend?

"'Lead me to him.'

Jacopo pointed towards the horizon.

"'What do you mean?'

asked Valentine.

"'Where is the Count?

"'Where is Heidi?'

"'Look,' said Jacopo.