I want to marry a [guy], so i can rest my soul with [him] till we both get old. This can't go on all the time-- all this franticness and jumping around. We've got to go someplace, find something.
We are born one time only, we can never start a new life equipped with the experience we've gained from the previous one. We leave childhood without knowing what youth is, we marry without knowing what it is to be married, and even when we enter old age, we don't know what it is we're heading for: the old are innocent children innocent of thier old age. In that sense, man's world is the planet of inexperience.
If you lust after someone and have an absurd and overwhelming need to protect them, then the best way to deal with the situation is to marry the person.
As widowers proverbially marry again, so a man with the habit of friendship always finds new friends.
Those whom we first love we seldom marry
Marry your daughters betimes, lest they marry themselves.
The first time you marry for love, the second for money, and the third for companionship.
Don't wanna marry nobody, if they're already married.
People will go to endless trouble to divorce one person and then marry someone who is exactly the same, except probably a bit poorer and a bit nastier. I don't think anybody learns anything.
So when our dreams come true will you marry me?
If you would marry suitably, marry your equal.
When I wake up," he said, "remind me that I'm going to marry her.
I like Daniel. He takes care of you. " I blinked. "Oh my God. Did you really just say that? He takes care of me?" Dad flushed. "I didn't mean it like-" "Takes care of me? Did I go to sleep and wake up in the nineteenth century?" I looked down at my jeans and T-shirt. "Ack! I can't go to school like this. Where's my corset? My bonnet?" Dad sighed as Mom walked in with her empty teacup. "What did I miss?" She said. "Dad's trying to marry me off to Daniel. " I looked at him. "You know, if you offer him a new truck for a dowry, he might go for it.
I'm drawn to real-life characters. A lot of the characters I play, I've had in me since second grade. I've been dragging them around my entire life, and then sometimes I marry them with different people. But seldom have I really come up with a new character. In my head it's like, "I'll pull that person out that I've been doing since sixth grade and see where they're at right now. ".
There is no choice more intensely personal, after all, than whom you choose to marry; that choice tells us, to a large extent, who you are.
But I marry myself. I take my fate as within.
The greatest thing a man can do for himself is to marry someone who is infinitely better than he is. And that's exactly what I did.
Men who are proud of being black marry black women; women who are proud of being black marry black men.
Mort was hurt by this. It was one thing not to want to marry someone, but quite another to be told they didn't want to marry you.
I never wanted to marry anyone like my father; I always preferred those more shoddy.