Sentence examples for Unwavering affection from inspiring English sources

I can experience the frustrations of young adulthood and the infancy of my professional life, and still come back to my dog's unwavering affection and a home-cooked meal.

They would rather talk about the 80's-vintage Memory Moog they recently bought in L.A., or their unwavering affection for "Good Vibrations," or the pleasures of making pop when the point is not to be pop stars.

They sought a symbiotic but hostile relationship with mainstream media, and displayed unwavering affection for fringe neo-conservative media outlets like Breitbart News and the conspiracy-theory website Infowars.

For years, Manolo Blahnik, the other British shoe designer with a ponytail, stood taller than his colleagues, mainly because of his own unwavering affection for the stiletto heel, an engineering feat the diameter of a thumbtack and fetishized by men and women alike.

There is no doubt that this is indeed a very difficult business in which to turn a profit, but virtually all owners get involved in racing because of a deep and unwavering affection for the sport.

Sure, Joan came off as one of TV's more unique creatures--innocent, humorous and somebody who always longed for bright lights and attention--but few could have predicted how well a "reality" series would handle the heartwarming story arc of Joan's long-time pal and employee, Dennis Croft, a transgender man with bold ambitions and a unwavering affection for his boss.

I'd like to examine the spark that happens in those precious moments when I've met another person that for whatever reason grabbed my unwavering and unconditional affection.

He has high standards, an unwavering work ethic and a much-publicized affection for punctuality; five minutes early is, in Coughlin's world, just barely on time.

"Because of my deep affection for this college and my unwavering support for its tradition and values, I have anguished over the embarrassment my speech-writing process has brought to our community," Mr. Tobin said in a statement.

Instead we get the testimony of the senses, the power of words in new and arresting combinations, and an unwavering belief in what Keats called the "holiness of the heart's affections".

Paley's unwavering trust in the power of the collective was essential for her activism, as her clear-eyed affection for the foibles and fallibility of the individual was essential for her art, and it is a delight to encounter both Paleys in a single volume, where they can usefully converse with each other across genres.