If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee.
What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow.
To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.
Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.
You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.
When you make a sacrifice in marriage, you’re sacrificing not to each other but to unity in a relationship.
One word frees us of all the weight and pain in life. That word is Love.
There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
Marriage is not a ritual or an end. It is a long, intricate, intimate dance together and nothing matters more than your own sense of balance and choice of partner.
There is nothing more lovely in life than the union of two people whose love for one another has grown through the years, from the small acorn of passion, into a great rooted tree.
The supreme happiness in life is the conviction that we are loved.
What counts in making a happy marriage is not so much how compatible you are, but how you deal with incompatibility.