Marriage is not a process for prolonging the life of love, sir. It merely mummifies its corpse.
First best is falling in love. Second best is being in love. Least best is falling out of love. But any of it is better than never having been in love.
I feel the deepest, heartfelt pity for any adult who has never been in love.
How many women are there ... who because of their husbands' harshness spend their weary lives in the bond of marriage in greater suffering than if they were slaves among the Saracens?