What we love about love is the fever, which marriage puts to bed and cures.

You've such a lovely temperature.

Love is a pleasing, but a various clime!

Sensual pleasures have the fleeting brilliance of a comet; a happy marriage has the tranquility of a lovely sunset.

Like blood, like good, and like agen make the happiest marriage.

The joys of marriage are the heaven on earth,
Life's paradise, great princess, the soul's quiet,
Sinews of concord, earthly immortality,
Eternity of pleasures; no restoratives
Like to a constant woman!

No sooner met but they looked; no sooner looked but they loved; no sooner loved but they sighed; no sooner sighed but they asked one another the reason; no sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy; and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage...

Thank you for giving me a lovely marriage, nothing beats the peace of mind you gave us.

Call it a good marriage -
For no one ever questioned
Her warmth, his masculinity,
Their interlocking views;
Except one stray graphologist
Who frowned in speculation
At her h's and her s's,
His p's and w's.

Though few would still subscribe
To the monogamic axiom
That strife below the hip-bones
Need not estrange the heart,
Call it a good marriage:
More drew those two together,
Despite a lack of children,
Than pulled them apart.

Call it a good marriage:
They never fought in public,
They acted circumspectly
And faced the world with pride;
Thus the hazards of their love-bed
Were none of our damned business -
Till as jurymen we sat on
Two deaths by suicide.

Fair weather weddings make fair weather lives.

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

Being married means I can break wind and eat ice cream in bed.

They married well because the marriage-place Was what they loved. It was neither heaven nor hell. They were love’s characters come face to face.

The hottest love has the coldest end