They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
Alexander Pope I married beneath me. All women do.
Nancy Astor I should like to see any kind of man, distinguishable from a gorilla, that some good and even pretty woman could not shape a husband out of.
Oliver Wendell Holmes It seemed to me that the desire to get married – which, I regret to say, I believe is basic and primal in women – is followed almost immediately by an equally basic and primal urge – which is to be single again.
Nora Ephron Any intelligent women who reads the marriage contract, and then goes into it, deserves all the consequences.
Isadora Duncan Marriage is not a noun, it’s a verb. It isn’t something you get. It’s something you do. It’s the way you love your partner every day.
Barbara De Angelis Often the difference between a successful marriage and a mediocre one consists of leaving about three or four things a day unsaid.
Harlan Miller I remember after I got that marriage license I went across from the license bureau to bar for a drink. The bartender said, “What will you have, sir?” And I said, “A glass of hemlock.”
Ernest Hemingway They dream in courtship, but in wedlock wake.
Alexander Pope
I married beneath me. All women do.
Nancy Astor
I should like to see any kind of man, distinguishable from a gorilla, that some good and even pretty woman could not shape a husband out of.
Oliver Wendell Holmes
It seemed to me that the desire to get married – which, I regret to say, I believe is basic and primal in women – is followed almost immediately by an equally basic and primal urge – which is to be single again.
Nora Ephron
Any intelligent women who reads the marriage contract, and then goes into it, deserves all the consequences.
Isadora Duncan
Marriage is not a noun, it’s a verb. It isn’t something you get. It’s something you do. It’s the way you love your partner every day.
Barbara De Angelis
Often the difference between a successful marriage and a mediocre one consists of leaving about three or four things a day unsaid.
Harlan Miller
I remember after I got that marriage license I went across from the license bureau to bar for a drink. The bartender said, “What will you have, sir?” And I said, “A glass of hemlock.”
Ernest Hemingway