marriage

Why must man not marry?" "He cannot marry. He cannot marry," he said angrily. "If he is to lose everything, he should not place himself in a position to lose that. He should not place himself in a position to lose. He should find things he cannot lose.

You become a man when you marry not just for love but to be a partner with your wife. To be the best man you can be with her, and when you fall short, to admit your shortcomings and to constantly strive to be a great man to your wife.

Not Eve:Under any condition, in any situation, a mature woman does not need to be checked by her man. She is not childish, but fully capable of [a] self check if she respects the wisdom given to her by The Most High; her name ain't Eve.

My wife's a lot younger than me ... thirty years difference . . . You should never marry a woman a lot younger than you ... Never ...

Soulmates are those people who will enter your life, fix it when it is broken, fill it when it is empty, and shower it with love when it is in drought. These people are not perfect, but they make every bit of your life, perfect for you.

(When)When you call me nugget.When you take pictures of me.When you dance.When you complement me.When you laugh.When your eyes squint as you smile.When we make love when we're sick.I fall more in love with you.

I knew it all, the whole drab compass of marital disillusion; we had been through it together, the Army and I, from the first importunate courtship until now, when nothing remained to us except the chill bonds of law and duty and custom. I had played every scene in the domestic tragedy, had found the early tiffs become more frequent, the tears less affecting, the reconciliations less sweet, till they engendered a mood of aloofness and cool criticism, and the growing conviction that it was not myself but the loved one who was at fault. I caught the false notes in her voice and learned to listen for them apprehensively; I recognized the blank, resentful stare of incomprehension in her eyes, and the selfish, hard set of the corners of her mouth. I learned her, as one must learn a woman one has kept house with, day in, day out, for three and a half years; I learned her slatternly ways, the routine and mechanism of her charm, her jealousy and self-seeking, and her nervous trick with the fingers when she was lying. She was stripped of all enchantment now and I knew her for an uncongenial stranger to whom I had bound myself indissolubly in a moment of folly.

I kiss her ghost, and sleep with the dust on her photograph, next to my bedside.

If someone doesn't like what you bring to the table in a relationship, let them eat alone.

Even if most days can__ be half as good as today, it__ days like this that make it all worth it.

Marriage is always something of a compromise, as I'm sure you're now aware. Any long-term relationship is - and one does have to see it in the long term, Charles. No, I expect your mother and myself will never divorce. It's uneconomic and, at my age, usually unnecessary.

If the only thing that you have to offer in a relationship or marriage is your physical appearance, then you are definitely walking on a very thin line. It takes more than physical beauty to sustain a healthy relationship or marriage.

There's no rule that says attraction warrents trust. If that were the case, then more wedded couple would be happier.

Never marry when under the guise you need to 'see if it'll work', but rather marry because in your mind you want to make it work.

Say yes,_ he whispers. __arry me.__ hesitate. I open my eyes. __ou will get my fortune,_ I remark. __hen I marry you, everything I have becomes yours. Just as George has everything that belongs to Isabel.___hat__ why you can trust me to win it for you,_ he says simply. __hen your interests and mine are the same, you can be certain that I will care for you as for myself. You will be my own. You will find that I care for my own.___ou will be true to me?___oyalty is my motto. When I give my word, you can trust me.

You can talk to me, too.""I do!""But you say so little.""Women talk a great deal to one another. All this gossip and such. I am not a woman.""What do you do when you have to command your men?" She inquired, exasperated. "Grunt?

Marriage is not easy, I thought to myself. It__ not supposed to be easy. It__ two different people, from two different backgrounds, trying to build a life together for better or worse. It__ something you have to work at every single day. There are going to be hard times and those are the times you are supposed to fight like hell.

The most wonderful type of love, she had learned, was the kind built with care and over time, through forgiveness and understanding, compromise and compassion, trust and acceptance. It was hidden in the minutiae of every day life; it was in the traded smiles during a radio show or the peaceful lulls on an evening stroll.