marriage [Theme] Page 3
Be an example of a real man by marrying a defenseless and homeless woman. Do not, under any circumstances, let her lead an unworthy life.
Everyone wants to be nice.
Glittering from under the eyelids!
Our marriage was everything to me. My continuation. My personality. William's breath became my breath. His dreams are my dreams. His happiness is my happiness.
- If only because... today is a dream... a fairy tale! A fairy tale, baby, is not repeated every day.
Do you think we will have a fictitious marriage? Or are you really offering me a hand and a heart? A trembling young hand and a young loving heart? Are you and I going to live a sexual life after painting? Or be friends? Doesn't it bother you that you don't take me as a girl? I'm not innocent, Mitya. Somewhere I read such nonsense. Yes, Dostoevsky. There, too, Nastasya Filippovna is saved by the same idiot. And some wild grandmothers are spinning around the plot all the time. Terrible bad taste. <...> Anyway, if you pester me before the registry office, I will exclude you from the pioneers. Mark my word.
Quote Explanation: 2nd series.
I kiss you, hug you, pat you on the back and do everything that a lawful husband is allowed to do ... Be healthy, my horse.
Quote Explanation: Letter to Olga Leonardovna Knipper-Chekhova (October 2, 1903, Yalta).
Marriage is not something to be done through force.
If she doesn't say yes when he might be poor, he won't accept her when he is rich.
In the first year of marriage, life continually tested our strength, but fortunately, this only brought Kat and me closer.
If one of the spouses has an affair, is addicted to drugs, or has insulted the other spouse, then talking will not eliminate the pain and will not restore trust. After all, marriage is about actions.
- Obligations. Both spouses must be committed. If you marry someone who does not fulfill obligations, or if you yourself do not fulfill them, then the marriage will not be strong. Marriage is work.
A wise woman builds her house, but a foolish woman destroys it with her own hands.
The harmony of the family does not consist in the fact that all its members think and act in the same way, have or do not have secrets from each other. And in that regally squandered love, where no one requires obligations from each other, in that highest honor, where there are no words about self-sacrifice, but there is a thought of help, of the joy of being useful to another.
A marriage of convenience lasts until the end of the account.
