Wives? she asked, interrupting him. For a moment, he had assumed she was tuning to the novel. Then he saw her waiting, suspicious eyes, so he replied cautiously, None active, as if wives were volcanoe...
Marriage is not 'I', its 'We'.
(pl. ) of Wife
(n.) pl. of Wife.
My wife is a thief...She takes the last cookieTakes forever to get readyShe takes her time in the showerTakes all of the hot waterShe takes my favorite seat on the couchTakes the high road when I lose...
To catch a husband is an art to hold him is a job.
God bids you not to commit lechery, that is, not to have sex with any woman except your wife. You ask of that she should not have sex with anyone except you -- yet you are not willing to observe the...
Why does a woman work ten years to change a man, then complain he's not the man she married?
In all ages woman has been the source of all that is pure, unselfish, and heroic in the spirit and life of man.....poetry and fiction are based upon woman's love, and the movements of history are main...
Why? she whispered. Why should I dance with you?Because I love you. Because I love you so much I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make it go differently this time.... Because we should be a marrie...
I believe that because I had obtained a wife who was made up of wife-signs (beauty, charm, softness, perfume, cookery) I had found love.
On page 607, alluding to the end of my first marriage (and carefully remembering to state that that's none of his business), he very sweetly says that I 'might leave a wife, but not a friend.' Nice tr...
I don't think there are any men who are faithful to their wives.
It was all Mrs. Bumble. She do it, urged Mr. Bumble; first looking round, to ascertain that his partner had left the room.That is no excuse, returned Mr. Brownlow. You were present on the occasion of...
When she had first crossed the dry and dusty world which his mind inhabited she had been like a spring shower; in opening himself to it he had not been mistaken. He had gone wrong only in assuming tha...
A man with a good wife is the luckiest of God's creatures...
Until that moment I'd thought I could have it both ways; to be one of them, and also my husband's wife. What conceit! I was his instrument, his animal. Nothing more. How we wives and mothers do perish...
My father always says, choosing a wife is like putting your hand into a bag full of writhing creatures, with one eel to six snakes. What are the chances you will pull out the eel?
The great lack of parity between husbands and wives has always been spawned by the disproportionate degree of self-sacrifice that women are willing to make on behalf of those they love.