If you cannot catch a bird of paradise, better take a wet hen.

Get married, but never to a man who is home all day.

Whenever you want to marry someone, go have lunch with his ex-wife.

It was a marriage of convenience, as my father had a blister on his big toe and couldn't travel far to find a girl.

Given the expectations of society at large, men are generally correct in their assumption that it is important for a woman to have a man. What they do not understand is how pathetically little difference it makes what man.

It doesn't much signify whom one marries, for one is sure to find next morning that it was someone else.

I'm interested in the modern suggestion that you can have a combination of love and sex in a marriage - which no previous society has ever believed.

In a society which really supported marriage the wife would be encouraged to go to the office and make love to her husband on the company's time and with its blessing.

A marriage is likely to be called happy if neither party ever expected to get much happiness out of it.

Even the God of Calvin never judged anyone as harshly as married couples judge each other.