Quotes About Marriage

When dinner was just about ready, [Mother] would go freshen up, changing clothes and putting on makeup. When one of my sisters once asked her how come she got ready and changed clothes right before dinner, Mom smiled and said, Because my husband is coming home. [Dick Amman]

A wife's faithful to her husband, subject to him. It's in the bible.

That's right, you got a divorce. You remarried— what about your present husband?" "He died last year." "You go through 'em," Nicolet said. "What kind of work did he do?" "He drank," Jackie said.

Hortense and Berthe nodded, as though profoundly impressed by the wisdom of their mother's pronouncements. She had long since convinced them of the absolute inferiority of men, whose sole function was to marry and to pay.

Ah! si ton mari mourait... Si mon mari mourait..., répéta lentement Thérèse. Nous nous marierions ensemble, nous ne craindrions plus rien, nous jouirions largement de nos amours... Quelle bonne et douce vie!

Quand Hélène revint […] elle pensait que jamais ils ne s'étaient moins aimés que ce jour-là.

Don Benicio no se atrevía ni a respirar, hasta que poco a poco fue convirtiéndose en un sumiso, en un calzonazos, y se demostró una vez más que el matrimonio es incompatible con la dignidad del hombre.

I've no more business to marry Edgar Linton than I have to be in heaven and if the wicked man in there had not brought Heathcliff so low I shouldn't have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now so he shall never know how I love him and that not because he's handsome Nelly but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same and Linton's is as different as a moonbeam from lightning or frost from fire.

Perceiving myself in a blunder, I attempted to correct it. I might have seen there was too great a disparity between the ages of the parties to make it likely that they were man and wife. One was about forty: a period of mental vigour at which men seldom cherish the delusion of being married for love by girls: that dream is reserved for the solace of our declining years. The other did not look seventeen.

Why do you love him, Miss Cathy? - Nonsense, I do - that's sufficient. - By no means; you must say why? - Well, because he is handsome, and pleasant to be with. - Bad. - And because he's young & cheerful. - Bad, still. - And because he loves me. - Indifferent, coming there. And he will be rich and I shall be the greatest woman of the neighbourhood, and I shall be proud of having such a husband. - Worst of all.

ella ha debido casarse con este patán creyendo que no hay otros que valgan más que él. Es lamentable. Y yo debo procurar que, por culpa mía, no vaya a arrepentirse de su elección.»

One was about forty: a period of mental vigour at which men seldom cherish the delusion of being married for love by girls:

You are ignorant of the duties you undertake in marrying.

You marry? Why, the man is mad! or he thinks us fools, every one. And do you imagine that beautiful young lady, that healthy, hearty girl, will tie herself to a little perishing monkey like you?

Eduardo se sintió tan entontecido como tantos otros lo han estado antes que él y lo seguirán estando en lo sucesivo, el día en que llevó al altar a Catalina, tres años después de la muerte de sus padres.

He had room in his heart only for two idols--his wife and himself--he doted on both, and adored one

The worm doth woo the mortal, death claims a living bride, Night unto day is married, morn unto eventide, Earth a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true, And Earth is quite coquettish, and beseemeth in vain to sue.

I nod, thinking of how difficult marriage can be, how much effort is required to sustain a feeling between two people - a feeling that you can't imagine will ever fade in the beginning when everything comes so easily. I think of how each person in a marriage owes it to the other to find individual happiness, even in a shared life. That is the only real way to grow together, instead of apart.

When I meet someone I like being with more than I like being alone, I'll marry her.

Although I'm sure there are plenty of tall, gorgeous, life-of-the-party guys who are also true to their wives, I happen to believe that a disproportionate number of them are cheaters.

Instead of relief or gratitude, more guilt washes over me. Andy's certainly not faultless - no one ever is in a marriage

Yet here we are, two children and a broken promise later, standing before each other, just the way we stood that day at the alter, with equal parts love and hope. And once again, I close my eyes, ready to take a leap of faith, ready for the long, hard road ahead. I have no idea how it's going to turn out, but then again, I never really did.

I'll remind you of that someday , Maura says. when you're married to a man who once looked into your eyes and promised to forsake all others. I'll remind of that after you've just had his baby and you have postpartum depression and feel as fat as cow and you are pumping milk into a plastic containers in the middle of the night while he's running around with some twenty-two-years old named Lissette. I'll remind you of that. Maura to Jess.

Their collective advice: don't settle. Keep looking. Find Mr. Right. That is what they all did. And by God, I think they believe it. Because nobody who marries at the ripe age of twenty-three can be settling. Naturally. That is a phenomenon that only happens to women in their thirties.