You marry somebody you love everything about them. You grow to learn about them. You never learn everything.

Love grows more tremendously full, swift, poignant, as the years multiply.

Chains do not hold a marriage together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads, which sew people together through the years.

A wedding anniversary is the celebration of love, trust, partnership, tolerance and tenacity. The order varies for any given year.

Why does a woman work ten years to change a man's habits and then complain that he's not the man she married?

So I think you have to marry for the right reasons, and marry the right person.

There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.

One should believe in marriage as in the immortality of the soul.

Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.

A lot of good love can happen in ten years.