Quotes About Marriage

How many of the great mathematicians have been perverts?" None, was his answer. "Some lived celibate lives, usually on account of economic disabilities, but the majority were happily married. . . . The only mathematician discussed here whose life might offer something of interest to a Freudian is Pascal

A living doll, everywhere you look.It can sew, it can cook,It can talk, talk, talk….My boy, it's your last resort.Will you marry it, marry it, marry it.

A husband and wife should resolve never to wrangle with each other; never to bandy words or indulge in the least ill-humour. Never! I say; NEVER. Wrangling, even in jest, and putting on an air of ill-humour merely to tease, becomes earnest by practice.

When custom has made familiar the charms that are most attractive, when youthful freshness has died away, and with the brightness of domestic life more and more shadows have mingled, then ... and not till then, can the wife say of the husband, "He is worthy of love;" then, first, the husband say of the wife, "She blooms in imperishable beauty."

No woman wants to be in submission to a man who isn't in submission to God!

One cannot have an enriched marriage when it is funded by an emotionally and spiritually bankrupt man.

Instinct and purpose often operate like a marriage.

Marriage had always been something like the swirling rumours of a distant war; now, suddenly, the cannons were at my doorstep.

Czy ja wygl?dam na zamachowca? -Niech pan spyta swojej ?ony.

In other words, she reflected, they hadn't known the hardship or the happiness of true conjugal life. But if only they'd been aware that they were lovers, and not husband and wife, and lived out their relationship as it really was, their experience might have been totally different. True, they might have been ostracized, and they would have lost their easy tranquillity — but they might also have felt a keener, more intense kind of joy.

My wife told me to stop impersonating a flamingo. I had to put my foot down.

The reason for not getting married was that I just didn't have a partner to get married to. Climbing mountains was more attractive to me than marriage, or other fun things like that.

Vinden hadde stilnet, og nå, mens luften tyknet og et kobberskarpt lyn fortengte den milde duften av eukalyptus og akasie, mintes hun de første årene av sitt ekteskap. Fortiden tok henne igjen, visket ut nåtiden, og ble så livaktig at det var som om de mellomliggende årene aldri hadde eksistert.

I learned long ago, Livvy, that a wife must love her husband's dreams as much as she loves him. Because the two are inseparable. If a wife can't embrace the desires of her husband's heart, he will never become the man he could have been, if only she had.

I want you to be my wife. And I want to be your husband. There's nothing stopping us, Molly. I know you're afraid. I see it in your eyes. But I'll take care of you. And your baby. I'll love you both. I already do.

He kissed her forehead and the curve of her cheek. "I love you, McKenna. I have for some time now. And when Hawkins mentioned the option of you marrying today . . ." He brushed the hair from her temple and kissed her there. Twice. A weakness settled in her knees. His laughter came soft. "It wasn't hard for me to know what I wanted to do. So just to be clear . . . honor had little to do with my actions today. They were mostly selfish at heart.

She had the kind of looks that had probably been quite pretty in high school, but were now worn down by years of smoking cigarettes, raising children, and the disappointment of being married to an asshole.

Back then, I was looking for the big love story, the charismatic stranger. I didn't learn until it was way too late, until long after my failed marriage to Johnny, that love doesn't ride into town and sweep you off your feet, but sometimes looks at you in a certain way and you realize it was there all the time, right under your nose.

By the time he's forty, a man's either in the habit of being married or he's not.

One thing marriage counseling instilled in Hilton was a compulsion for open communication. Whether at home or at work, he knew that anything left unsaid was far more dangerous than spoken words could be, no matter how hurtful.

What goes on between a man and his missus is nobody's business; especially where desert toppin's involved.

The old antiques dealer whispers to him that the secret of freedom and happiness lies in self-control and in a marriage between knowledge, will and power.

A marriage could not be happy if the husband was prettier than the wife, that much she knew.

I was a bit vague on the details when relaying the story to him." "I might just come to like you, Emily. But you should never withhold details—no matter how small—from him. A marriage requires absolute honesty." "I agree, of course. It's just that—" "There can be no just thats," she said. "Full disclosure on every subject or you'll mire yourselves in a web of deceit. What seems insignificant