In Simple Hearts The Feeling For The

Women Love Only Those Whom They Do Not Know!

No Good Ever Becomes Of A Man Who Forgets An Old Friend

A Strange Thing, The Human Heart In General, And Woman's Heart In Particular.

Love, Like Fire, Goes Out Without Fuel.

I Have A Congenital Desire To Contradict; My Whole Life Is Merely A Chain Of Sad And Unsuccessful Contradictions To Heart And Mind. When Faced With Enthusiasm, I Am Seized By A Midwinter Freeze, And I Suppose That Frequent Dealings With Sluggish Phlegmatics Would Have Made A Passionate Dreamer.