The conception of two people living together for twenty-five years without having a cross word suggests a lack of spirit only to be admired in sheep

Sam, I want that to be us. I want to stand up in church in front of our family and friends and make you my wife. I want them to listen to me say my vows to you and watch me slide my ring on your finger. I want them to see you wear my mark. I want to marry you, Sam.

Blame no one but yourself,if your spouse decides to relocate to the rooftop of your marital home,due to lack of adequate love expression & care.

life's irony;No one can foretell the tribe,religion,country,physical attributes or age of the person he or she will marry & also the time,because no one can tell when he or she will meet love,for love is but a game of coincidence.

The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.

Not only is love blind, it’s a little hard of hearing.