Best 4897 quotes in «marriage quotes» category

We speak of course, of that most precious of treasures, That no amount of wealth can purchase, and no amount of force can secure, That does not shine as gold or jewels, yet is brighter than the rarest of stones, Is filled not with brief feeling, fleeting gestures nor empty promises, But rather of patience and kindness; of humility, hope, and perseverance, We speak, of course, of love.

We simply can’t abandon ship every time we encounter a storm in our marriage. Real love is about weathering the storms of life together.

We sometimes fall in love at last sight.

We start a relationship with someone not only because of how great they are but how great they make us feel. And because they have granted us this extraordinary gift—a chance to experience love, joy, compassion, and security —it is our exclusive privilege to make them feel wonderful about themselves, especially during days when they, themselves, don't feel so wonderful.

We tell ourselves that intimacy (and marriage) takes two people who are willing to work at it-but, unfortunately, we rarely have the slightest inkling of our "job" assignments in this project.

We talked about all the decades to come and how they would never be enough.

We take the most difficult relationship of our childhood... and we MARRY it.

We think we like or love some people until we see them regularly.

We think we meet someone with our eyes But we actually meet them with our soul

We’ve learned that sometimes a lack of conflict in a marriage means you are not fighting for it. There are times you must battle to become one.

We've managed to make a good marriage. This I say with all humility. It's a marriage in which there is nothing that can be hurt by the roughest usage. It's a marriage that you can let yourself go in, a marriage in which you can put your feet up and relax.

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 pathetic? This absence of social sympathy for women's ambitions to marry is all the more striking because the social world has cared so deeply about virtually every other aspect of these privileged young women's inner and outer lives. (...) The achievement of a good marriage is the one area of life where the most privileged, accomplished, and high achieving young women in society face a loss of support and sympathy for their ambitions and where the social expectations are for disappointment and failure, not success.

We were not born with a purpose of marrying and giving life to a son-animals are able to have children too and they can have many more children than we do

We will have each other and we can be safe and warm.

- We will have two weddings, my daughter's wedding and your wedding.. - Did you hit your head or something? We spoke that night and i remember telling you that I thank god my marriage is not soon! - Yes, I remember, then I thought about it and said to myself, why shouldn't you suffer too?!

What a filthy mind you have. Can’t imagine why you’re single with a brain as dirty as the one you’ve got.

What always happens between men and women? Reality.

What about me?” Wes snapped. “Don’t I get a vote?” Daniel shook his head. “She’s willing and you’re breathing. I pronounce you man and wife.

What all couples have ever wanted, a little bit of privacy in which to practice all manners of love.

What a mystery a marriage was. What a strange and violent world, the world of matrimony. I was glad to be outside it. The idea of it filled me with a sort of queasy pity.

What bait did you attract your partner with? Whatever that bait is, you know your partner has an appetite for it. If you say, "I don't like the people I meet. They're only interested in one thing," then maybe fish in a different pond and use different bait. If you don't like what you're attracting, do something to attract someone else. The club is a great place to meet someone to hookup with. I think God's house is a great place to meet a man or woman of God to do life with.

What can a man do for a woman while she live her life? You can only show her that you love her.

What changes when a woman marries? What does a woman lose and what does she gain? For Abishag, marrying king David gave her instant status. As a wife, impugning Abishag's character meant a swift death. As a wife, she inspired fear. What changes when a woman is widowed? For Abishag, it meant foreign women came to Jerusalem to marry Solomon--and she was relegated to that of a spectator. In Abishag's widowhood, none feared her. pg 17

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.

Whatever else remained the same, the light had changed, and you cannot find the pearly dawn at noonday. The fact is unalterable, that a fellow-mortal with whose nature you are acquainted solely through the brief entrances and exits of a few imaginative weeks called courtship, may, when seen in the continuity of married companionship, be disclosed as something better or worse than what you have preconceived, but will certainly not appear altogether the same.

Whatever the mind can conceive it can achieve; I can CREATE whatever I can IMAGINE!

Whatever Jesus lays His hands upon, lives. If He lays is hands upon a marriage, it lives. If He is allowed to lay His hands on the family, it lives.

Whatever you've been doing with the girls or women your age won't cut it.

What happens to us are tiny matters compared to us response to any situation.

What if I mess this up?" I murmured. Clark’s hand tightened over mine. "It’s not going to be perfect because no marriage is. You’re going to fight, clash, say things you don’t mean... When you love someone, these things can happen. But, Joss" –he dipped his head to meet my gaze– "the good you two will have together will always outweigh any bad. He smiled."And I think Braden’s proved there’s not much you can do to chase him off.

What is life without love?

What is the metaphor for two animals sharing the same space? Marriage? We share a practice, you and I, a series of postures.

What is this love that makes me see beauty, and makes every beautiful thing bring you back to me? What is this love that makes me declare 'I love you' even though I uttered it only a moment ago? What is this love that keeps growing even when my chest is sore and it hurts to love you any more? Tell me: How am I to find what this love is when it was the one to find you, me, this verse, and this universe?

What made more sense was that the bargain she was bound to was to go on living as she had been doing. The bargain was already in force. Days and years and feelings much the same, except that the children would grow up, and there might be one or two more of them and they too would grow up, and she and Brendan would grow older and then old. It was not until now, not until this moment, that she had seen so clearly that she was counting on something happening, something which would change her life. She had accepted her marriage as one big change, but not as the last one. So, nothing now but what she or anybody else could sensibly foresee. That was to be her happiness, that was what she had bargained for, nothing secret, or strange. Pay attention to this, she thought. She had a dramatic notion of getting down on her knees. This is serious... It was a long time ago that this happened. In North Vancouver, when they lived in the Post and Beam house. When she was twenty-four years old and new to bargaining.

What makes for a good marriage isn't necessarily what makes for a good romantic relationship. Marriage isn't a passion-fest; it's a partnership formed to run a very small, mundane and often boring non-profit business. And I mean this in a good way.

What made their marriage more than a run-of-the-mill case of domestic estrangement was her refusal to accept her lot. She stayed furious all the days of her life - so sure of her ground, so successfully spoiled, that she was impervious to the social pressures and propaganda that made most women settle down to play the part of wife.

What matters most is what lasts longest, and our families are for eternity.

What my family seeks in this marriage is prestige; what I seek is happiness.

What seems like the right thing to do could also be the hardest thing you have ever done in your life

What's it like? Being married? Cold feet. Middle of the night you're sleeping, suddenly, wham, you've got ice cold feet warming themselves on the back of your legs.

What was our life like? I almost don't remember now. Though I remember it, the space of time it occupied. And I remember it fondly.

What was this? Was I jealous? Can you be jealous with of someone's relationship with a man you hate?

What you need to succeed is already there, just lean on God. For your faith's sake, God can still disappoint the devil.

What you say about your situation matters a lot in life than what you do to it. It helps when you know what to say. When things are not going the way they are supposed to go, God does not keep quiet, He always say something. Do the same, change your situation with the words of your mouth.

What you need is not too big for God to supply.

What young people didn’t know, she thought, lying down beside this man, his hand on her shoulder, her arm; oh, what young people did not know. They did not know that lumpy, aged, and wrinkled bodies were as needy as their own young, firm ones, that love was not to be tossed away carelessly, as if it were a tart on a platter with others that got passed around again. No, if love was available, one chose it, or didn’t choose it. And if her platter had been full with the goodness of Henry and she had found it burdensome, had flicked it off crumbs at a time, it was because she had not known what one should know: that day after day was unconsciously squandered. And so, if this man next to her now was not a man she would have chosen before this time, what did it matter: He most likely wouldn’t have chosen her either. But here they were, and Olive pictured two slices of Swiss cheese pressed together, such holes they brought to this union—what pieces life took out of you. Her eyes were closed, and throughout her tired self swept waves of gratitude—and regret. She pictured the sunny room, the sun-washed wall, the bayberry outside. It baffled her, the world. She did not want to leave it yet.

What you see and what you listen to will determine how high you will go.

When a husband and wife are concerned only about their own individual desires, the stage is set for conflict.

When a lady is ready to marry, she has to wait for a man to come for her. When a man is ready to marry, he just has to make his choice

When a man of sense comes to marry, it is a companion whom he wants, and not an artist. It is not merely a creature who can paint, and play, and sing, and draw, and dress, and dance; it is a being who can comfort and counsel him; one who can reason and reflect, and feel, and judge, and discourse, and discriminate; one who can assist him in his affairs, lighten his cares, sooth his sorrows, strengthen his principles, and educate his children.” – Hannah More