Marrying a man is like buying something you've been admiring for a long time in a shop window. You may love it when you get it home, but it doesn't always go with everything else in the house.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
It couldn't be a simpler answer. Marriage doesn't really mean anything to me. I feel like in many ways marriage is more for the families of the couple than for the people involved, so I don't gravitate to it.
People marry for a variety of reasons and with varying results. But to marry for love is to invite inevitable tragedy.
Marriage is a good deal like a circus: there is not as much in it as is represented in the advertising.
Marriage is wild. I thought it was this perfect land of happiness and joy. Wrong! After you say you do, you don't for a long time.
I think of marriage as a garden. You have to tend to it. Respect it, take care of it, feed it. Make sure everyone is getting the right amount of, um, sunlight.
I've never quite understood why people marry; marriage is just an invented structure.
Marriage is a commitment for life. It is a permanent, lifelong relationship.
For me, personally, marriage is a man and a woman living together.
Marriage is an institution and that's where a couple finish up.
Marriage is a custom brought about by women who then proceed to live off men and destroy them, completely enveloping the man in a destructive cocoon or eating him away like a poisonous fungus on a tree.