Quote by Alexandre Dumas
He was thinking alone, and seriously racking his brain to find a d

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. – Alexandre Dumas

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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. – Alexandre Dumas

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