The sun rose red and resplendent, its first rays tinting the fleecy clouds with many delicate and brilliant hues. (Pg.19)
I really love the picture that Dumas nearly 'paints' in my mind here. He uses unique vocabulary that truly depicts a magnificent scene in my head.
1) The crystal surface of the azure lake stood motionless, its face only reflecting the graceful flight of geese overhead.
2) The insignificant forest stood grounded as it marveled in the opaque glimmer of the innumerable realms above it.
3) The storm swelled and stirred ominously, its relentless roars causing even the greatest mountains to quiver.
Good fortune is like the palaces of the enchanted isles, the gates of which were guarded by dragons. (Pg.21)
I really liked the unique description Dumas uses to summarize Dantès' good fortune here. He has a beautiful way with words that I can only hope to come close to imitating.
1) Love is like beautiful fields of blooming hemlock, the poison of which will strangle all those who treat it flippantly.
2) Joy is like a captivating congregation of butterflies; so beautiful, yet never found for it is sought out in the wrong places.
3) Peace is like a rainbow. Albeit right in front of you, it's always being hopelessly chased after.
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