12 Sms Of Marriage
The only one of your children who does not grow up and move away is your husband.
May your wife be a witch who takes after her mother, and may you all live together in a one-room house.
Q: if marriages are made in heaven,
Than what are made in hell?
Answer: the days after marriage!
There is nothing nobler or more admirable than when two people who see eye to eye keep house as man and wife, confounding their enemies and delighting their friends.
Most wives think of their husbands as bumbling braggarts with whom they happen to be in love. – jackie gleason
Married life is full of excitement and frustration:
* in the first year of marriage, the man speaks and the woman listens.
* in the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens.
* in the third year, they both speak and the neighbors listen.
Marriage is like a hot bath. Once you get used to it, it’s not so hot.
Every moment of yr life iz a pic which u had never seen b4 &
Which u will nvr see again so enjoy and live life & make every moment beautyful.
In marriage there are no manners to keep up, and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again…. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring. – enid bagnold, autobiography, 1969
It’s you i like,
It’s not the things you wear.
It’s not the way you do your hair,
But it’s you i like.
The way you are right now
The way down deep inside you
Not the things that hide you
Not your diplomas…
They’re just beside you.
But it’s you i like,
Every part of you,
Your skin, your eyes, your feelings,
Whether old or new.
I hope that you’ll remember
Even when you’re feeling blue,
That it’s you i like,
It’s you yourself, it’s you
It’s you i like!
If you want to sacrifice the admiration of many men for the criticism of one, go ahead, get married. – katharine houghton hepburn
At the cocktail party, one woman said to another, “aren’t you wearing your wedding ring on the wrong finger?” the other replied, “yes, i am, i married the wrong man.”