Affection (n.) is, along with our bodies, in perpetual flux.
Affection (n.) proves itself less by the prodigality of a woman's favors than by her offering to share her purse.
Affection (n.) is not the result of duty: never tell a child she ought to love her mother — constraint is out of place; habit and care will do it.
Affection (n.) multiplies dependence: life's difficulties come rather from our affections than our needs — all we love slips from our fingers, and we act as if it would last forever.
Affection (n.) is the rein: so long as he loved nothing he was independent; as soon as he loves, he depends on his affections — he was free, and now he is in your power.