#marriage

Couples are jigsaw puzzles that hang together by touching in just enough points. They're never total fits or misfits. ... We marry children who have grown up and still rejoice in being children .... [p. 15] ↗

— Diane Ackerman

#love

Often we fail to consider the fact that our social, spiritual, and intellectual interests are miles apart. Our value systems and goals are contradictory, but we are in love. ↗

— Gary Chapman

#falling-in-love #love #marriage #relationship #short-term-feeling

Oh Bernard she sighed fervently I certinly love you madly you are to me like a Heathen god she cried looking at his manly form and handsome flashing face I will indeed marry you. ↗

— Daisy Ashford

#love #marriage #love

But in the end I'd marry her to the one she herself loved. To a father, the man his daughter falls in love with herself always seems the worst. That's how it is. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoevksy

#father #marriage #love

They ought to find out how to vaccinate for love, like smallpox. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#marriage #relationships #love

In between calls, she lay on her side, thinking about calling. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#marriage

A righteous husband is a responsible husband. ↗

— Habeeb Akande

#male-female-relationships #marriage #religious #responsibility-to-protect #righteousness

Oh dear... it really is rather disillusioning. When one's friends marry for money they are wretched, when they marry for love it is worse. What is the proper thing to marry for, I should like to know? ↗

— Nancy Mitford

#marriage #love

By all means marry; if you get a good wife, you’ll become happy; if you get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher. ↗

— Socrates

#marriage

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