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What is this lovethat makes me see beauty,and makes every beautiful thing bring you back to me?What is this lovethat makes me declare 'I love you'even though I uttered itonly a moment ago?What is this love that keeps growing even when my chest is soreand it hurts to love you any more?Tell me:How am I to find what this love iswhen it was the one to find you, me, this verse, and this universe?

Viktor was swinging a leather duffle and wearing a black Adidas tracksuit and his favorite brown UGG slippers with a hole in the toe."Worn and old, just like Viv," he'd say when Frankie made fun of them, and then his wife would swat him on the arm. But Frankie knew he was just joking, because Viveka was the type of woman you wished was in a magazine just so you could stare at her violet-colored eyes and shiny black hair without being called a stalker or a freak.

I write our names on the page.What of it, if the paper will be burned?I write our names in the sand.What of it, if the shore will be washed by waves?I write our names on trees that will be cutand benches that will be painted,but what of it?I will keep on writing our namesbecause in this world of ephemera, You and I are the only constant.

Let us remember to always rediscover one anotherbecause we are forever changing.

Husbands are always angry, that's their nature.And the nature of us women,is not to pay a blind bit of notice.

He is not an ideal husband. I am his wife.

Why is it a girl has to be so silly to catch a husband?___h specs it__ kase gempmums doan know whut dey wants. Dey jes_ knows whut dey thinks dey wants. An_ givin_ dem whut dey thinksdey wants saves a pile of mizry an_ bein_ a ole maid. An_ dey thinks dey wants mousy lil gals wid bird__ tastes an_ no sense atall. It doan make a gempmum feel lak mahyin_ a lady ef he suspicions she got mo_ sense dan he has.

Plain women are always jealous of their husbands. Beautiful women never are. They are always so occupied with being jealous of other women's husbands.

Nancy Astor: "Sir, if you were my husband, I'd poison your tea."Winston Churchill: "Madame,i f you were my wife, I'd drink it!"(Exchange with Winston Churchill)

She wanted to be herself again, to recover all that she had been obliged to give up in half a century of servitude that had doubtless made her happy but which, once her husband was dead, did not leave her even the vestiges of her identity.

Nothing humbles a beautiful woman better than not being wanted by a man whose girlfriend or wife is ugly (or not as beautiful as she is).

Your relationship or marriage is dead or dying, if you almost always have to remind your partner to miss you (and/or they almost always have to remind you to miss them).

Many a woman is in a relationship with or married to her man not because she loves him but only because she likes men like him.

Because he has finally realized that it is it and not him that is loved by the woman he loves, many a man is jealous of his own car, house, wardrobe, or salary.

Some people__ self-esteem was secretly improved when they discovered that their then-lovers had killed themselves over them.

There would definitely be way fewer instances of cheating, if the average couple did not have sex only when the woman feels like it.

I got married. A bright past is ahead of me!

No answer I could provide to that question could possibly serve my own future interests." Sarek straightened his sleeve and focused on her. "More wine, Wife?