...We must say to ourselves something like this: 'Well, when Jesus looked down from the cross, he didn't think "I am giving myself to you because you are so attractive to me." No, he was in agony, and he looked down at us - denying him, abandoning hi...
[I]f the name of wife appears more sacred and more valid, sweeter to me is ever the word friend, or, if thou be not ashamed, concubine ... And thou thyself wert not wholly unmindful of that ... [as in ] thou hast not disdained to set forth sundry rea...
We've come a long way from the time when the crowning achievement in a woman's life was her youthful marriage. And many would agree that this represents progress for women. But when did the search for someone to marry become self-absorbed and patheti...
Mortimer Brewster: Yeah, yeah, I know that bromide. Something borrowed, something blue - old, new! Rice and old shoes, carry you over the threshold, Niagara Falls - all the silly tripe I've made fun of for years. Is this what I've come to? I can't go...
Some days, the music is not in tune, but it's always a song worth singing. That's the best description of a good marriage I've ever heard...
To be fully seen by somebody, then, and be loved anyhow - this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.
Beauty is more a danger than intelligence or wit. One becomes a living mirror for the inadequacies of others.
I was a veritable Johnny Appleseed of grand expectations, and all I reaped for my trouble was a harvest of bitter fruit.
There was no better path to autonomy for an ambitious young businesswoman than to be married off to a respectable corpse.
She seemed to think that one of the perks of marriage was that it gave you rights of comment and intrusion over single people's love lives.
Most marriages don't add two people together. They subtract one from the other.
In both marriage and war you must cut up the things people say like a cake and eat only what you can stomach.
I was very happy in both my marriages. I was unfaithful and so were they, just like any other normal couple.
When we mother well, we teach our children to embrace the moral obligations that build solid relationships, healthy marriages, and secure families.
Anything of worth is costly: devotion to Christ, a strong marriage, financial responsibility, a life of integrity, and of course, fearlessly feminine mothering.
It's part of the marriage vows. Didn't you read the fine print? To have and to harass.
She says what holds their marriage together is that she feels too damn sorry for him to ask for a divorce.
What made marriage so difficult back then was yet again that instigator of so many other sorts of heartbreak: the oversize brain.
But there's no emergency kit for marriage. No neat plan you can turn to when the ground shifts beneath your feet.
War and marriage and childbirth had passed over her without touching any deep chord within her and she was unchanged.
A sacrament--like marriage--means living a life better than your natural instincts, so that you're modeling God. And God never gives up.
