#matrimony

[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#death #edward-fairfax-rochester #honeymoon #jane-eyre #life

My husband would do anything for me ...' It's degrading. No human being ought to have such power over another." "It's a very real power, Harriet." "Then ... we won't use it. If we disagree, we'll fight it out like gentlemen. We won't stand for matrimonial blackmail. ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#devotion #dignity #disagreements #domestic-life #equality

A marriage of two independent and equally irritable intelligences seems to me reckless to the point of insanity. ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#intelligence #irritability #marriage #matrimony #recklessness

People go on marrying because they can't resist natural forces, although many of them may know perfectly well that they are possibly buying a month's pleasure with a life's discomfort. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#force-of-nature #marriage #matrimony #nature #pleasure

My first [wife] was an angel; My second a silly woman; My third a Roman Senator; My fourth a pretty little thing; My fifth — all woman! ↗

— Nat C. Goodwin

#matrimony #wives #marriage

Oh! How many torments lie in the small circle of a wedding-ring! ↗

— Colley Cibber

#matrimony #wedding-ring #marriage

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

Single women have a dreadful propensity for being poor. Which is one very strong argument in favor of matrimony. ↗

— Jane Austen

#argument #being #dreadful #favor #matrimony

Matrimony is the union of meanness and martyrdom. ↗

— Karl Kraus

#matrimony #meanness #union

What do you mean, 'Angle of Repose?' she asked me when I dreamed we were talking about Grandmother's life, and I said it was the angle at which a man or woman finally lies down. I suppose it is; and yet ... I thought when I began, and still think, that there was another angle in all those years when she was growing old and older and very old, and Grandfather was matching her year for year, a separate line that did not intersect with hers. They were vertical people, they lived by pride, and it is only by the ocular illusion of perspective that they can be said to have met. But he had not been dead two months when she lay down and died too, and that may indicate that at that absolute vanishing point they did intersect. They had intersected for years, for more than he especially would ever admit. ↗

— Wallace Stegner

#intersection #life-lines #love #marriage #married-life