"I love you so deeply, with a tenderness so little proof against your wishes, that I promised a thing contrary to my conscience.

Conscience, Celeste, is our treasure, our strength, our mainstay.

How can you ask me to go into a church and kneel at the feet of a priest, in whom I can see only a man?
You would despise me if I obeyed you." "And so, my dear Felix, you refuse to go to church," said Celeste, casting a tearful glance at the man she loved.

"If I were your wife you would let me go alone?
You do not love me as I love you! for, alas! I have a feeling in my heart for an atheist contrary to that which God commands." "An atheist!" cried Felix.

"Oh, no! Listen to me, Celeste.