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.

That there's no more important decision in life than who you marry.

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.

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

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

Married people from my generation are like an endangered species!

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

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

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.