Quotes About Wife

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is your mistress and memory is your slave.

Be a religion to each other. Each man has his own fashion of adoring God. Saperlotte! the best way to adore God is to love one's wife. I love thee! that's my catechism. He who loves is orthodox.

You are an inspiration, Teresa, in so many ways. Somehow you balance it all—being a soldier, a Black Hawk helicopter pilot, a wife, and a mother—and you do it with grace and courage. You are truly an example of everything that is right with our country.

that way, we all understand sacrifice. It's no surprise that I'm a romantic, and to me, there's nothing more romantic than a husband and wife falling back in love with each other.

It is too much for a husband to have a wife who is a coquette and sanctimonious as well; she should select only one of those qualities.

I'm in no need of matrimony, Father. I still have my honor." Hunter jerked her to his side and, in an ominously even voice, said, "Your honor will soon go the way of the wind, Blue Eyes. You made a God promise. You are my woman! Now I say you will be my wife!

I would like to make arrangements with you--to take her as my wife. Not right away, of course. When she grows old enough." The young warrior straightened his shoulders. "I will pay a fine bride price, fifty horses and ten blankets." Hunter smothered a grin. After a year of raiding, Swift Antelope had only ten horses. How much horse stealing did he plan to do?

Wife sounded like something exciting, something daring, something a bit scoundrelly, like pirate or bandit. And they were bandits, of course.

I did not see the appeal of a wife. We had never had one before. She would not be half as interesting as our buffalo.

Cursing? Do you mean hunter?" It was her best guess, for Taiga had grimaced when she used it, as though the word hurt her to say. "Nope," said Taiga, kicking the dirt with one boot. "I mean wife.

The second class status of marriage became one of the principal issues in the Reformation. Martin Luther, the Augustinian friar, had barely posted his ninety-five theses on the door of the church in Wittenberg when he took himself a wife.

Marriage was a noble institution, she declared, provided the husband did not take unfair advantage of his superior legal position and the wife did not succumb to the pressures of society and become a nonentity.

She wants to see the children before she dies," pronounced his wife. "Poor thing. I expect she's very lonely and unhappy right out there in the country. Write back quickly, dear, and tell her how very welcome she is." "I'd better tip the boys the wink to be civil to her," said Godfrey, pursuing a different train of thought. "Her money's got to be left somewhere, and she was never one to be fond of cats.

My wife's eyes sought mine for the old recognition, but found there a difference that would have been less nightmarish had it been less slight.

Not even in a movie had I ever seen a wife with a journey of her own. Marriage was always the happy end, not the beginning. It was the 1950s, and I confused growing up with settling down.

I was more interested in going to sea and the revolution than in staying home as the mother or the wife.

So the most restless wanderer longs in the end for his homeland again and finds in his cottage, in the arms of his wife, in the midst of his children, in the work of looking after them, the joy he had sought in vain in the wide world.

So the restless traveler long at last for his native soil, finds his cottage in the arms of his wife, in the affection of his children, labor necessary for their support, all the happiness which he sought in vain the wild world

Don't have to see," the pilot grunted. " Olga knows the way." "Funny name for an aircraft," Grace commented. "Is it after your wife?" "My gun." Grace stared at him. "You named your plane after a gun ?" "It was a very good gun.

It had been a marihuana party. My wife and I tried to explain to her what this meant. That marihuana was the bait, and dope addiction the trap.

I am looking for my wife, whom I suspect to have been carried off by a devil, poor fellow!

I spent a fair amount of time in Communist Poland when I was young - my wife was from there - and I had the impression that boredom was one of the things that was undermining that whole society from the inside.

I am an independent, strong-willed, free, and unfettered individual who lets his wife decide for him what he wants to eat.