Quotes About Marriage
Marriage. Sweet as it is... It's like combining your life with another person's (literally), but with misleadingly quaint phrases like "happily ever after." They're tricky. Mostly, it's three parts compromise, two parts mystery, and seven parts laughter over something no stable adult would actually get mad about. Except sometimes, it really feels like "you left the cap off the toothpaste again" is up for best performance in a melodrama of epic proportions. Honestly, weddings are just the fancy appetizers—the real litmus test of life is what happens after the 'I do's.
So, here we are, dishing out the good ol' anniversary quotes. But these aren't your run-of-the-mill, straight-laced Hallmark scripts. Oh no. These quotes have zing.
Let's start with our all-time fave philosopher, Aristotle: “Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.” Sweetly cryptic, right? But let's face it, if we're gonna ghost explain this to our post-doc selves, it translates to something like "both of you are two halves of the same chaotic puzzle—one offering is competent organization, and the other keeps falling asleep before the movie even starts."
And then there’s Audrey Hepburn, who blessedly reminds us, “The best thing to hold onto in life is each other.” That's just lovely. Unless, of course, "each other" means "a spouse suspiciously clinging to the remote like it's a life vest and we're the Titanic."
But here's an idea more practical than all Marie Kondo-like tidying endeavors: “A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.” This little nugget of wisdom tucks you in like a warm, snug blanket, whispered by the reputable and perhaps-romantically-burdened Mignon McLaughlin. It suggests that, on occasion (most notoriously after receiving breakfast in bed, conveniently presented as peace offerings for serial snores), you might indeed catch yourself reliving those first bumbly jitters of love.
And who could forget some of the quirkier questions about marriage? Such as, how do you even keep the spark alive after decades of watching increasingly questionable reality TV as your Saturday night activity of choice? Susan's first attempt at throupling would prosthetically lock in the trip down to disaster aisle if not for the North Star guide of Calvin Trillin, claiming the secret ingredient to a lifetime of happiness is “willingness to be fooled.” Or forgive unclear communication when someone whispers exactly zero-hoots dodged-bullet Rachel, yes Jake not their kind but memoir delight toddlers without sprigs--not that duh. That about encapsulates misunderstanding thrown unconditionally.
Which leads me to this realization: anniversaries actually act as funny little chapter-closing scenettes in the beautifully erratic novel called mmaphness, I mean marriage. Like a swoop of paint on canvas, every year adds another stroke to your life story, unpredictably colorful, wonderfully flawed.
You see, older couples have a hidden talent for teleconspiracy—er, telepathy! Where with one "hmm" and "let's get pizza," seven novel concepts emerge: Chinese takeout possibilities, reluctantly choosing a movie bowing to each other's whims, and an unadvertised foot massage post-tikka night.
In the spirit of more clunky borrowed quotes, somewhere in your wineglass-half-mainlined thoughts dances this quaint reminder: “Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.” It originates from Bobby Burns. Or Boobie, or Robbie, who knows, does it matter? (Ah, nah, it’s Browning. Definitely Browning, psst “Rabbi” Browning, pour another, I distinctly, precisely hear no corrections, amen.) But here's the crux—like sipping a favored vintage or bobbing roofovertree sparkle childred thoughts, marriage is your forest full-o-hope.
So cheers to anniversaries! Little sparks lighting the journey's path. With every quoted kernel of insight, clinking honor shines brighter: sealed grace blows, skimming gravitational hugs attending the diamond wallows as one, sapphire another is stern joy's delight.
Here's to holding hands at sunset…and the messy marathons that help you reach the dawn.