Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the human heart can hold.

Nobody has ever measured, even poets, how much a heart can hold.

Marriage resembles a pair of shears, so joined that they cannot be separated; often moving in opposite directions, yet always punishing any one who comes between them.

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

God, the best maker of all marriages, Combine your hearts into one.

Like a prune, you are not getting any better looking, but you are getting sweeter.