marriage [Theme] Page 1

I am not married in principle and do not intend to, because I consider marriage a clerical-feudal instrument of personality suppression, aimed at integrating a person into the system.

Marriage is something like a bag, dressed for two people, in which you have to jump and live.

Marriage is an ancient alliance where everyone strives to receive more and give less.

An unmarried marriage is a marriage, but Christ has not yet come to this marriage. When we marry people who have been married for many years, who have given birth and raised children, we tell them this: “You were husband and wife until today, and now you have become husband and wife in Christ. Christ turned water into wine at the wedding in Cana. Your life before the wedding was water. It was refreshing and nourishing. Now, with the coming of Christ to your marriage, it should become wine, that is, it should become more beautiful, tastier and healthier.”

...a good marriage lasts forever, but a bad one just seems endless.

Married men stop trying altogether! Here's one husband telling me on my birthday: Listen,

Marriage is a union in which the habit of having each other is not considered shameful...

One of the direct consequences of a radical rethinking of the concept of marriage is a severe demographic crisis, which will only grow if such approaches are maintained. Politicians who are pushing the countries of the civilized world into the demographic abyss are, in essence, signing a death warrant for their own people.

First of all, understand what marriage is! Marriage is a secret conspiracy of women against men. This is war. You can't go out on beauty alone.

Marriage was invented in hell.

Before marriage, we worry because we have not yet found a life partner. After marriage, we do not become happier. The man wonders if his wife is still listening to him, while the woman is trying to figure out if she is still attractive to her husband. A complicated thing is marital relations.

I remember the words of Gerard Philip that marriage is a long conversation. Two years before his death, Roland told me: “My God, we lived together for 25 years, and I didn’t even have time to talk to you.” Do you understand what kind of happiness it is if a person has not talked enough with you for a whole life?

Men make a lot of mistakes, a rich wife can fix it.

- Constance, stop! I want to see you every day! You belong to me by law, you are my wife, I want to own you entirely!