Marriage is the only war in which you sleep with the enemy.
Wit is the sudden marriage of ideas which before their union were not perceived to have any relation.
What is there in the vale of life Half so delightful as a wife, When friendship, love, and peace combine To stamp the marriage-bond divine?
When I think of a merry, happy, free young girlâand look at the ailing, aching state a young wife generally is doomed toâwhich you can't deny is the penalty of marriage.