Alexandre Dumas,
The Three Musketeers — Chapter 26…
(1844)
“ A poor Musketeer, a beggar, an unknown-who hates slavery, and finds himself ill-placed in the world.""Aramis, Aramis!" cried d'Artagnan, looking at his friend with an air of doubt."Dust I am, and to dust I return. Life is full of humiliations and sorrows," continued he, becoming still more melancholy; "all the ties which attach him to life break in the hand of man, particularly the golden ties. Oh, my dear d'Artagnan," resumed Aramis, giving to his voice a slight tone of bitterness, "trust me! Conceal your wounds when you have any; silence is the last joy of the unhappy. ”
