The hardest job kids face today is learning good manners without seeing any.
March comes in with an adder's head, and goes out with a peacock's tail.
With rushing winds and gloomy skies The dark and stubborn Winter dies: Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries, Bidding her earliest child arise; March!
Lasting harmony with a woman (was) an undertaking in which I twice failed rather disgracefully.
Marriage is popular because it combines the maximum of temptation with the maximum of opportunity.
One advantage of marriage, it seems to me, is that when you fall out of love with him, or he falls out of love with you, it keeps you together until you maybe fall in again.
Marriage is like twirling a baton, turning hand springs or eating with chopsticks. It looks easy until you try it.
If a man truly wants to communicate with his wife, he must enter her world of emotions.
The difficulty with marriage is that we fall in love with a personality, but must live with a character.
She cried, and the judge wiped her tears with my checkbook.
Love, the strongest and deepest element in all life, the harbinger of hope, of joy, of ecstasy; love, the defier of laws, of all conventions; love, the freest, the most powerful molder of human destiny; how can such an all-compelling force be synonymous with that poor little State- and church-begotten weed, marriage?
What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are, but how you deal with incompatibility.
Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open.
One advantage of marriage is that, when you fall out of love with him or he falls out of love with you, it keeps you together until you fall in again.
Where there's marriage without love, there will be love without marriage.
A man marries to have a home, but also because he doesn't want to be bothered with sex and all that sort of thing.
As there is no worldly gain without some loss so there is no worldly loss without some gain.
He is like the fox, who effaces his tracks in the sand with his tail.
A mathematician, like a painter or a poet, is a maker of patterns. If his patterns are more permanent than theirs, it is because they are made with ideas.
For the things of this world cannot be made known without a knowledge of mathematics.
It is the perennial youthfulness of mathematics itself which marks it off with a disconcerting immortality from the other sciences.
Mathematics seems to endow one with something like a new sense.
With me everything turns into mathematics. [Fr., Omnia apud me mathematica fiunt.]
No jealousy their dawn of love o'ercast, Nor blasted were their wedded days with strife; Each season looked delightful as it past, To the fond husband and the faithful wife.
With this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with all my worldly goods I thee endow.