#age

Marriage is one sweet way in which one can taste heaven on earth. Similarly, I can also become hell on earth. ↗

— Israelmore Ayivor

#happy #heaven #hell #hot #marriage

I sit on the bed and kick off my shoes, and he kneels before me and takes the riding boots, holding one open for my bare foot. I hesitate; it is such an intimate gesture between a young woman and a man. His smiling upward glance tells me that he understands my hesitation but is ignoring it. I point my toe and he holds the boot, I slide my foot in and he pulls the boot over my calf. He takes the soft leather ties and fastens the boot, at my ankle, then at my calf, and then just below my knee. He looks up at me, his hand gently on my toe. I can feel the warmth of his hand through the soft leather. I imagine my toes curling in pleasure at his touch. ‘Anne, will you marry me?’ he asks simply, as he kneels before me. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#intimacy #love #marriage-proposal #richard-iii #touching

Best (male-female) friends hardly differ from lovers, but not too many lovers are best friends. It's just ironical that you are in love and want to spend the rest of your life with someone who is not good enough to be your best friend. ↗

— Olaotan Fawehinmi

#friends #love #lovers #marriage #olaotan-fawehinmi

A wife is meant to be cherished and to be treated with a gentle hand, while a mistress is a convenient cunt to rut in. ↗

— Sylvia Day

#love #male-thinking #marriage #reality #love

She’s not happy in her marriage. Not unhappy exactly, but not happy. He doesn’t want kids, so that’s nothing to look forward to. Her life is chock-full of quiet tedium. Suddenly, she falls in love. And sure, there’s the excitement of being with her lover, but there’s also the excitement of not being with him. Of waiting and going on with her ordinary life. And all that dullness now becomes part of the drama. Because that’s her cover story. All the dreary anguish and monotony that fills ninety-eight percent of her life is electrified with meaning, since it now serves as the perfect camouflage to hide the two percent of passion. And, yes, she felt guilt and, yes, she felt shame. But those are powerful emotions too, and were all part of the glorious transformation of a featureless bland life into an adventure. ↗

— Phoef Sutton

#love-affair #lover #marriage #love

Of course, married life is merely a habit, a bad habit. But then one regrets the loss even of one's worst habits. Perhaps one regrets them the most. They are such an essential part of one's personality. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#marriage #marriage

Women who seek advice from single women about getting a man is like asking a homeless man how to be rich. ↗

— Habeeb Akande

#funny #humour #male-female-relationships #marriage #relationships

When a girl marries, she exchanges the attention of many men for the inattention of one. ↗

— Helen Rowland

#marriage

His voice was like soothing melted chocolate. I wanted him to ooze his lovely voice all over my naked body. ↗

— James Lusarde

#erotic-romance #erotica #language #love #men-s-voices

Although sex was something they both regarded as perilous, marriage had, by contrast, seemed safe– a safe house in a world of danger; the ultimate haven of two solitary, fearful souls. When you were single, this was what everyone who was already married was always telling you. Daniel himself had said it to his unmarried friends. It was, however, a lie. Sex had everything to do with violence, that was true, and marriage was at once a container for the madness between men and women and a fragile hedge against it, as religion was to death, and the laws of physics to the immense quantity of utter emptiness of which the universe was made. But there was nothing at all safe about marriage. It was a doubtful enterprise, a voyage in an untested craft, across a hostile ocean, with a map that was a forgery and with no particular destination but the grave. ↗

— Michael Chabon

#love #marriage #sex #death