Quotes About Marriage

Reader, I married him. Ha! I've always wanted to write that!

Inte konstigt att farfar fick en hjärtattack i sängen och dog. Antagligen vände han sig om en morgon och tog sig en ordentlig titt på sin fru.

No man wants to marry, Finnula. There are just some women they can't have any other way, and so it is a sacrifice willingly made in order to attain a particularly choice—

So since my parents got divorced when I was young, my dad moved to this weird place in Europe. He also got married and sadly got cancer. He and his wife can't have kids either." (Page 25)

I interrupted Grandmère to inform her that I will be fifteen in four months, and also that Juliet was fourteen when she married Romeo. To which Grandmère replied, "And that relationship turned out very nicely, didn't it!

To keep your marriagebrimming, With love in the weddingcup, Whenever you're wrong, admit it; Whenever you're right, shut up. Ogden

Peça a minha mão em casamento, Luke. Luke, peça a minha mão em casamento. Luke, eu sou o seu pai... Ah, não, espere...

So Sophos thinks you're going to marry me. While I think you'll marry Sophos. I might. We'll see what he's like when he grows up.

When I am actually willing to marry you, I will wear your earrings. Don't wait for it, Thief.

We could make a treaty without a marriage. No, he said. You are sure? Yes, he said.

I never understood why she didn't marry you. The king settled further into the seat with a snort. Maybe the prospect of being driven out of her mind put her off.

I asked her to leave with me on our wedding night." "What?" my grandfather said, his composure further weakened. He too had believed this was all a childish bluff and suddenly felt the ground shifting under his feet. "Oh, yes. We could have been in the Epidi Islands by now, or Mur. I would have taken her anywhere she wanted," Eugenides assured him. "She wouldn't abandon her people—she knew how Erondites would rule if she did.

Speaking of the king to the queen--He didn't marry you to become king. He became king because he wanted to marry you.

The only beautiful thing in the whole country was the queen, and she had sold herself into a marriage with the Eddisian Thief, the very one whose hand she had cut off. There was a match made in hell.

The writing is clean. I really wouldn't have changed a word. Most of it is true, too, except that the hero quits drinking and the girl grows up. On the last page, the couple gets married, which is a nice way for a love story to end.

When he takes off his shirt, I see that his shoulders are narrow and his chest almost hairless and almost concave. For a second I'm disappointed but right away I think, Grow up; this is the chest of a husband.

Later, lying in bed, I wonder if Dena knows about her father. I decide that she probably does, and I imagine how I would feel if I knew that my father was unfaithful to my mother. Then I remember Richard, and I think that marriage might not mean much to Dena. I can't really blame her: She learned about marriage from her parents, just as I did from mine. For all I know, sleeping with Richard is just Dena's way of trying not to be her mother.

Don't touch me. Don't tell me how beautiful my eyes are, how soft my hair is, how you love to hear my voice. Don't. Don't pretend you are falling in love with me. I know you are lying, and every word you say hurts even more. Let us just be friends, if we can start there. Can't we? Can't we at least be friends? Get to know each other a little? Before the wedding, and the bedding, when I will have to take you as my lord and husband?

silly man. I know the man I am marrying is destined for great things, as the many remarkable things he has done thus far have brought himto such a high oint already. Mark my words, Alex. You are a man whose future lies before him for all to marvel at one day. And you, Colonel Hamilton, are mine, and I am yours always.

Now you're in for it, Mr. Morris," Eliza warned proudly. "Mr. Hamilton loves to talk finance." Alex held up his glass to toast his wife. "To poor Mrs. Hamilton, who has heard me go on about this subject one too many times, I'm afraid.

Wives get five years to make up their minds

Tonight was a perfect illustration of why Cinderella and the Prince get married twenty-four hours after they meet. Because when you're living with your stepmother, there is no happily ever after.

He proposed that she leave school at once and marry him, as surely she knew enough metaphysics already to keep house. I take it she didn't take the suggestion well. She threw a full cup of tea in his face.

The only really happy folk are married women and single men.