Though The Human Heart May

A Deist Is An Atheist With An Eye Cocked For The Off-chance Of Some Advantage.

Holding This Book In Your Hand, Sinking Back In Your Soft Armchair, You Will Say To Yourself: Perhaps It Will Amuse Me. And After You Have Read This Story Of Great Misfortunes, You Will No Doubt Dine Well, Blaming The Author For Your Own Insensitivity, Accusing Him Of Wild Exaggeration And Flights Of Fancy. But Rest Assured: This Tragedy Is Not A Fiction. All Is True.

People Who Are In Love Suspect Nothing Or Everything.

Reproach Is Usually Honest, Which Is More Than Can Be Said Of Praise.

You Cannot Pluck Love Out Of Your Heart As You Would Pull A Tooth.