Quotes About Marriage

Otra cosa buena del divorcio es que saca a la luz algo que con el matrimonio permanece oculto, y es que estás sola. No hay una lucha de poder para ver quién de los dos se levanta a medianoche; te levantas tú.

Arthur and Julie and Mark and Rachel. The Siegels and the Feldmans. It's not just that we were best friends—we dated each other. We went steady. That's one of the things that happens when you become a couple: you date other couples. We saw each other every Saturday night and every Sunday night, and we had a standing engagement for New Year's Eve. Our marriages were tied together.

Never marry a man you wouldn't want to be divorced from.

Being single is a distraction. I mean one of the things about marriage that is good for both men and women is that it frees you from all that energy that you use to put into dating. You can put it into work. You don't have to worry about who is going to take you to the dinner party tomorrow. It takes time to be single, it seems to me.

One good thing I'd like to say about divorce is that it sometimes makes it possible for you to be a much better wife to your next husband because you have a place for your anger; it's not directed at the person you're currently with.

But the truth is you don't always know you're getting a divorce. For years, you're married. Then, one day, the concept of divorce enters your head. It sits there for a while. You lean toward it and then you lean away. You make lists. You calculate how much it will cost. You tote up grievances, and pluses and minuses.

And since I'm marrying into the Quartet, I have certain privileges and duties. If you're sleeping with Laurel—" "I'm not sleeping with Laurel. We're dating." "Right, and the two of you are just going to hold hands, admire the moon, and sing camp songs." "For a while. Minus the singing.

You have a sixty-seven GTO convertible, in factory red." He stood in reverent silence for ten full seconds. "I think you have to marry me now. You're the first woman besides Loo who's seen her and known what she is. I'm pretty sure we're engaged.

Harry, I promised you something. I said I'd clear it with you before I asked your mom to marry me. I need you to tell me it's okay if I do.

A marriage is a delicate thing, Maggie, a balance of two hearts and two hopes. Sometimes the weight's just too heavy on the one side, and the other can't lift to it.

Mrs. G: But marriage? I had mine. I had my Charlie. My one. Laurel: Do you believe that? That there's one person? One? Mrs. G: I do, for some of us. For others, if things don't work, or you lose someone, there's another. But for some there's the one, beginning to end. No one else can fit. No one else gets into the heart the same way, and lives there.

I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of the life to start as soon as possible. - Harry Burns

I don't want to marry her, I just want to have a nice, civilized dinner with her. Then bounce on her, Seth finished. Christ. He gets that from you, Philip accused Cam. He came that way, Cam wrapped an arm around Seth's neck. Didn't you, brat? The panic didn't come now, as it used to whenever Seth was touched or held. Instead he wriggled and grinned.

And the marriage thing? You'll give it a shot? She grinned into the sunlight. It might not have been the world's most romantic proposal, but it suited her. It suited her just fine.

I love you. Iona Sheehan, I love you. Give me a bloody answer." "It was yes as soon as you opened your mouth. I just wanted to hear it all. It was yes the minute you asked." He blinked at her slowly, then narrowed his eyes. "It was yes? It's yes?" "I love you. There's nothing I want more than to marry you." "Yes?

Marriage is a series of compromises, and at its best, the compromises create a life, a partnership.

Still lost? This time Grant tugged her against him and gave her a hard kiss. Apparently you've survived a month of matrimony, but you're still skinny. And compliments still roll trippingly off your tongue, she retorted, drawing back. After a moment she laughed and hugged him fiercely. Damn,I hate to say it out loud,but it's good to see you.

BY THE TIME SHE WAS EIGHT, MACKENSIE ELLIOT HAD BEEN married fourteen times. She'd married each of her three best friends—as both bride and groom—her best friend's brother (under his protest), two dogs, three cats, and a rabbit. She'd served at countless other weddings as maid of honor, bridesmaid, groomsman, best man, and officiant.

I want you to marry me.

That married and dead aren't the same. We were married sixty-seven years before he passed, and the both of us were free to look all we wanted. Touching, now? That's when married and dead are the same.

Maybe I'm old-fashioned, she repeated, in this one area. I don't think we should live together. I think we should get married. That's just another… The words sank in, momentarily dulled his brain. Whoa. Yes, and with that scintillating response

Her mother would be married by then, and just back from her honeymoon. Maddy and Theo would be her brother and sister, and back in school. She would be planning her own wedding, though she'd pressured Tyler not to announce their engagement yet.

I pledge to you, all I am, all I have or will have. I will protect you, defend you, love you with every breath. Be my partner, my wife, my mate, from this moment.

he didn't intend to marry just for responsiblity. There would be love, and passion, and the meeting of minds before there were vows.