The dread of loneliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.

I suppose I shall marry eventually One does that, one drifts into stability

Every woman should marry-and no man.

As Thoreau nearly said: "Most wives lead lives of quiet disapprobation."

Having once embarked on your marital voyage, it is impossible not to be aware that you make no way and that the sea is not within sight-that, in fact, you are exploring an enclosed basin.

Marriage is the perfection which love aimed at, ignorant of what it sought.

A rare spoil for a man Is the winning of a good wife; very Plentiful are the worthless women.

All other woes a woman bears are minor But lose her husband!-might as well be dead.

One man should love and honor one: A bride-bed Theirs alone till life's done.

Marry, and with luck it may go well. But when a marriage fails, then those who marry live at home in hell.