Marriage is like a besieged castle; those who are on the outside wish to get in; and those who are on the inside wish to get out.

There is, indeed, nothing that so much seduces reason from vigilance, as the thought of passing life with an amiable woman.

Marriage is like a hot bath. Once you get used to it, it's not so hot.

Marriage is for women the commonest mode of livelihood, and the total amount of undesired sex endured by women is probably greater in marriage than in prostitution.

It is obvious that all sense has gone out of modern marriage: which is, however, no objection to marriage but to modernity.

Rituals are important. Nowadays it's hip not to be married. I'm not interested in being hip.

Compromise: An amiable arrangement between husband and wife whereby they agree to let her have her own way.

Weeping bride, laughing wife, laughing bride, weeping wife.

We cannot do without it, and yet we disgrace and vilify the same. It may be compared to a cage, the birds without despair to get in, and those within despair to get out.

Like everything which is not the involuntary result of fleeting emotion but the creation of time and will, any marriage, happy or unhappy, is infinitely more interesting than any romance, however passionate.