The married are those who have taken the terrible risk of intimacy and, having taken it, know life without intimacy to be impossible.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Some situations are so hopeless when you look at them from the outside you say, Why are they still married?
Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open.
Married life has become to many a necessary burden, but a burden that is shed very easily.
Marriage seems to be predicated on protecting a very deep and intimate form of mystery.
A simple enough pleasure, surely, to have breakfast alone with one's husband, but how seldom married people in the midst of life achieve it.
Marriage brings one into fatal connection with custom and tradition, and traditions and customs are like the wind and weather, altogether incalculable.
There's nothing in the world like the devotion of a married woman. It's a thing no married man knows anything about.
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.
I'm certain that most couples expect to find intimacy in marriage, but it somehow eludes them.
Marriage is a kind of prison for anyone who's miserable in it - men and women alike - and anyone who's suffered through difficult periods in marriage dreams of escape from it.