Be not misled into the belief that love is finer and higher than affection and friendship, that the yielding to its blandishment is higher wisdom on the part of our lovers. Not so; they are puppets and know and think nothing about it. They come of those who yielded likewise in the past. They obey forces beyond them, greater than they, their kind, and all life, great as the great forces of the physical universe. Our lovers are children of duty, natural and uninventive. Duty and moral responsibility are less to them than passion. They will obey and procreate though the heavens roll up as a scroll and all things come to judgment.
Source:Chapter XX. From Herbert Wace to Dane Kempton, Page 144
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