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

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

The concept of two people living together for 25 years without a serious dispute suggests a lack of spirit only to be admired in sheep.

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

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

The secret of a happy marriage is finding the right person. You know they're right if you love to be with them all the time.

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

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.

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