Honore de Balzac
A young bride is like a plucked flower; but a guilty wife is like a flower that had been walked over.
True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.
A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
My further advice on your relations to women is based upon that other motto of chivalry, «Serve all, love one».