Quotes About Vows

When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part.

Tenderness is greater proof of love than the most passionate of vows.

The taking of vows that are not feasible or that are beyond one's capacity would betray thoughtlessness and want of balance.

To shirk taking of vows betrays indecision and want of resolution.

I want to get married. We are married. I want to do it again. Let's just do it.

I take thee... to be my awful wedded husband

She (Daisy) dug her nails into her palms and told herself she had no choice. "I, Theodosia..." She gulped for air. "...take thee Alexander..." She gulped again. "...to be my awful wedded husband...

Instead of making it safe, love—whether for all beings or for one—actually breaks your heart. Being loved is uncomfortable; and the more I love, the more uncomfortable it is. In the end, I'm still not quite sure what I've vowed to do either as a wife or a bodhisattva, except to break my own heart, over and over. And to see what happens next.

It makes the idea of in sickness and in health that much more real to see it play out in front of you.

Girls...only lift the veil over your body to the spouse who is worthy to see the glory of that unveiled mystery.

I could stay here, I thought, make money at the track while she nurses me over the bad moments, rubs oil on my body, cooks for me, talks to me, goes to bed with me. Of course, there would always be arguments. That is the nature of a woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows.

Of course, there would always be arguments. That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows.

That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows.

Of course, there would always be arguments. That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows. I wasn't very good on the exchange of vows.

A traveller on a dusty road ?Strewed acorns on the lea; And one took root and sprouted up, ?And grew into a tree. Love sought its shade at evening-time, ?To breathe its early vows; And Age was pleased, in heights of noon, ?To bask beneath its boughs. The dormouse loved its dangling twigs, ?The birds sweet music bore— It stood a glory in its place, ?A blessing evermore.

Next month, I will celebrate my 30th anniversary of marriage with my beautiful bride, Vicki. Our marriage has been a blessing. I have gained even more respect for the institution over the past 3 decades and will defend it against attack.

The exchange of consent being given by the electric flash, they were thus married by telegraph.

Dearly beloved," Father Bruce began, "we are gathered here to witness the union of Nick and Harper as they pledge their love an devotion to each other for what we hope is the last time, because I don't know about you people, but I don't think any of us should have to go through this again.

He took vows, but so did I. And in a flash I realize that his affair hasn't killed my love for him. It muffled it, embarrassed it, shamed it. I'm so stupid because I still love you.

both had learned that everything could change in an instant, and that the heartfelt vows of people in love were fragile words that, once shattered, could cut so deeply you'd bleed forever.

These realities must be sanctified; we must not think that a person is holy just because he has made vows. One with this outlook thinks of the hour of spiritual reading or prayer as the only time for the spiritual life and ignores the longer time dedicated to work and everyday living. The result is at best an anemic and unreliable religious personality.

Though it would become fashionable for nineteenth-century feminists in other denominations to drop the promise of obedience in marriage vows, there was no such clause in the Quaker ceremony, because there was no, in Lucretia's words, 'assumed authority or admitted inferiority; no promise of obedience.

But vows seemed ridiculous -- it was hard enough to keep appointments.

So many vows... they make you swear and swear. Defend the king. Obey the king. Keep his secrets. Do his bidding. Your life for his. But obey your father. Love your sister. Protect the innocent. Defend the weak. Respect the gods. Obey the laws. It's too much. No matter what you do, you're forsaking one vow or the other.