Quotes About Marriage

He had read the text in Leviticus that prohibited any man from marrying the widow of a dead brother.

The duke of Norfolk remarked to his chaplain, 'You see, we have hindered priests from having wives.' 'And can your grace', the chaplain replied, 'prevent also men's wives from having priests?

the window for hours. He wouldn't talk to anyone. The players whispered that Joe and his first wife, Dorothy, had been dating, trying to get back together

Marriage is earth's closest image for Heaven because it is all or nothing, forever - a leap of faith.

Sin is to faith what infidelity is to marriage.

why contraception is not only wrong but sacrilegious:

She changed. But then you do, don't you? Otherwise what's the point of getting married? If it doesn't change you, I mean.

like an old married couple for whom bickering is the default mode.

returning to Russia, where he met his first wife, Ekaterina. She thought Heinrich [Schliemann] was richer than he was, and when she discovered her mistake, she withheld conjugal rights. This had the desired effect, and he cornered the market in indigo, to such effect that Ekaterina bore him three children.

In marriage the greatest hatred that is possible between human beings can be generated, perhaps because of the constant proximity, perhaps because once there was love. The intimacy is still there, even though the love element has disappeared. So a will to power, a struggle for domination, comes into being.

You know that recent Supreme Court ruling where a husband can legally murder his wife if he can prove she wouldn't under any circumstances give him a divorce?

Well, that's marriage these days. Legalized hate.

There ought to be an ordinance that a man can't work for the same outfit as his wife; hell, even in the same city.

I didn't choose to get entangled in my domestic life, my boxer's clinch with Kathy. And if you think I did or do, it's because you're morbidly young. You've failed to pass from adolescent freedom into the land which I inhabit: married to a woman who is economically, intellectually, and even this, too, even erotically my superior.

Blade, she thought. I swallowed it; now cuts my loins forever. Punishment. Married to a Jew and shacking up with a German assassin. She felt tears again in her eyes, boiling. For all I have committed. Wrecked. 'Let's go,' she said, rising to her feet. 'The hairdresser.

I've married before and it was no better, and if I divorce Kathy I'll marry again—because as my brainbasher puts it I can't find my identity outside the role of husband and daddy and big butter-and-egg-man wage earner—and the next damn one will be the same because that's the kind I select. It's rooted in my temperament.

Posiblemente quiero que muera porque ya no lo quiero; ya no le necesito más. De forma deliberada me involucré contigo (...) sin mostrar ninguna preocupación por terceros, ni siquiera por ti, para conseguirte, porque eres un buen material como marido y yo necesito un marido nuevo ahora que he agotado al anterior. Y si te quedas conmigo, te trataré igual que lo traté a él. Volverá a ser lo mismo otra vez.

Serafina said, 'Have you been married, Mr Scoresby? Have you any children?' 'No, ma'am, I have no child, though I would have liked to be a father. But I understand your question, and you're right: that little girl has had bad luck with her true parents, and maybe I can make it up to her. Someone has to do it, and I'm willing.

Doctor, I had never had anybody like her in my life, she was the fulfillment of my most lascivious adolescent dreams– but marry her, can she be serious? You see, for all her preening and perfumes, she has a very low opinion of herself, and simultaneously– and here is the source of much of our trouble-a ridiculously high opinion of me. And simultaneously, a very low opinion of me! She is one confused Monkey, and, I'm afraid, not too very bright.

You don't have to work in a mental hospital to know about husbands and wives.

hoe weemoedig hij soms ook mocht kijken naar zulke echtparen in de vallende schemering of op zondagmiddagen, de week had nog meer uren en hun leven was niets voor hem, als hij zijn melancholie weer de baas was

Though sooner or later all husbands resemble Drenka's Matija, do they not?

If you don't go crazy because of your husband's vices, you go crazy because of his virtues.

The messiness of marriage and children and career and all that—I've already realized the futility of it all without having had to go through it all.