Marriage is a coming together for better or for worse, hopefully enduring, and intimate to the degree of being sacred.

We are not the same persons this year as last nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.

More marriages might survive if the partners realized that sometimes the better comes after the worse.

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.

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

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

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

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

Since I wrote to you last we have got our chapel beautifully lighted with gas and have had our anniversary.

I've been in love with the same woman for forty-one years. If my wife finds out, she'll kill me.