Quotes About Marriage

JACK That is nonsense. If I marry a charming girl like Gwendolen, and she is the only girl I ever saw in my life that I would marry, I certainly won't want to know Bunbury. ALGERNON Then your wife will. You don't seem to realize, that in married life three is company and two is none. JACK That, my dear young friend, is the theory that the corrupt French Drama has been propounding for the last fifty years. ALGERNON Yes; and that the happy English home has proved in half the time.

Mary Farquhar, who always flirts with her own husband across the dinner-table. That is not very pleasant. Indeed, it is not even decent . . . and that sort of thing is enormously on the increase. The amount of women in London who flirt with their own husbands is perfectly scandalous. It looks so bad. It is simply washing one's clean linen in public...

The real drawback to marriage is that it makes one unselfish. And unselfish people are colourless. They lack individuality.

Of course, married life is merely a habit, a bad habit. But then one regrets the loss even of one's worst habits. Perhaps one regrets them the most. They are such an essential part of one's personality.

Of course married life is merely a habit, a bad habit. But then one regrets the loss even of one's worse habits.

There is something in that name that seems to inspire absolute confidence. I pity any poor woman whose husband is not called Ernest.

Men marry because they are tired, women because they are curious. Both are disappointed.

If we women did not love you for your defects, where would you all be? Not one of you would ever be married. You would be a set of unfortunate bachelors. Not, however, that that would alter you much.

Women are wonderfully practical,' murmured Lord Henry, 'much more practical than we are. In situations of that kind we often forget to say anything about marriage, and they always remind us.

The man who says his wife can't take a joke, forgets she took him.

to marry into a cloakroom, and form an alliance with a parcel

really don't see anything romantic in proposing.  It is very romantic to be in love.  But there is nothing romantic about a definite proposal.  Why, one may be accepted.  One usually is, I believe.  Then the excitement is all over.  The very essence of romance is uncertainty.  If ever I get married, I'll certainly try to forget the fact.

You don't seem to realise, that in married life three is company and two is none.

You seem to forget that I am married, and the one charm of marriage is that it makes a life of deception absolutely necessary for both parties. I never know where my wife is, and my wife never knows what I am doing. When we meet—we do meet occasionally, when we dine out together, or go down to the Duke's—we tell each other the most absurd stories with the most serious faces.

Girls never marry the men they flirt with. Girls don't think it right.

Besides, every experience is of value, and whatever one may say against marriage, it is certainly an experience.

People are either hunting for husbands, or hiding from them.

The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes

Marriage is a matter for common sense. But women who have common sense are so curiously plain, father, aren't they? Of course I only speak from heresay? No woman, plain or pretty, has any common sense at all, sir. Common sense is the privilege of our sex.

London is full of women who trust their husbands. One can always recognise them. They look so thoroughly unhappy.

Never marry at all, Dorian. Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious: both are disappointed.

Cuando una mujer vuelve a casarse es porque detestaba a su primer marido. Cuando un hombre vuelve a casarse es porque adoraba a su primera mujer. Las mujeres prueban suerte. Los hombres arriesgan la suya. -Narborough

Our husbands would really forget our existence if we didn't nag at them from time to time, just to remind them that we have a perfect legal right to do so.

Marriage is hardly a thing that one can do now and then, Harry. Except in America, rejoined Lord Henry, languidly.