'...We return to our first ambitions, as to our first loves: not that they are dearer to us, - quit that delusion: our ripened loves and mature ambitions are probably closest to our hearts, as they deserve to be - but we return to them because our youth has a hold on us which it asserts whenever a disappointment knocks us down. Our old loves (with the bad natures I know in them) are always lurking to avenge themselves on the new by tempting us to a little retrograde infidelity.'
from Evan Harrington by George Meredith (Chapter XIV)
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