My wife, I might add, is a saint. </br>Either that, or maybe she is insane.

Some women have the best husbands. Others make the best of the husbands they have.

I tell ya, my wife is never nice. She won a trip to Las Vegas for two. She went twice.

She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a lo'esome wee thing, This sweet wee wife o' mine.

Best of wives and best of women.

Anyone seen Kaka's wife? Funnily enough, she's a complete sort. She's the sort of woman who, if she looked you in the eye in a bar and asked you where the fag machine was, you'd start giggling and snort.

....But Peace is a woman who knows her onions. She loves her husband very much but she knows the kind of man he is and tries to tolerate his excesses but the ones she could not stomach, she would refuse vehemently. She knows how to get around things unlike the other wives who bow down before their husband.

My wife has a whim of iron.

A wife is a friend first, a lover second, and third and probably most important, a maid.

Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears. Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those eyes. Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokeberry, mint and lime; I love to hear it speaking. Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow, and pain. Shared and once again shared experience.

The best among you are those who are best to their wives.

The best among you are those who are best to their wives.

She might be the nicest human being on this planet, literally speaking. And she's a great collaborator and a wonderful scene partner.

... to my inexpressible happiness, she is my wife, and truly best part, without a single tinge of my defects