Unto us all our days are love's anniversaries, each one In turn hath ripened something of our happiness.
My mother and father had a terrible marriage. They celebrated their wedding anniversary one year with their friends. Why did they celebrate? Maybe because they had lasted so many years without killing each other.
Love is eternal, the aspect may change, but not the essence.
I don't worry about terrorism. I was married for two years.
What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth — Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?
My best chosen friend, companion, guide, to walk through life, Linked hand-in-hand, two equal, loving friends, true husband and true wife.
Here's hoping that your special day Will be more 'happy ever after' With all the joys of friendship, Love, fun and laughter
The Cheesecake Factory is a great business model, but if you take your wife there for your 25th wedding anniversary, you might not reach your 26th.
God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.
You've travelled through life together Enjoying years of wedded bliss We congratulate you on reaching And we toast your happiness
You are my heart, my life, my one and only thought.
Love is not finding someone to live with; it's finding someone you can't live without.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Married life teaches one invaluable lesson: to think of things far enough ahead not to say them.
I've been writing verses For 60 years. . . phew! And d'yer know why I did it? T'was especially for you
I know no ways to mince it in love, but directly to say - I love you
It's clear your marriage is a happy one Your love is solid to the core May the years ahead be happy ones Each one happier than before
A man does not look behind the door unless he has stood there himself
Grace and remembrance be to you both.
Love has no age as it is always renewing itself.
