Regarding marriage, it - somehow, it didn't happen. One fellow in such a big family not getting married is not an issue.
I have taken a wife, I have sold my sovereignty for a dowry. [Lat., Uxorem accepi, dote imperium vendidi.]
Why, what's the matter wi' the poor child?" she demanded of Jamie. "Has she had an accident o' some sort?" "No, it's only she's married me," he said, "though if ye care to call it an accident, ye may.
Yes, marriage is hateful, detestable. A kind of ineffable, sickening disgust seizes my mind when I think of this most despotic, most unrequited fetter which prejudice has forged to confine its energies.
Marriage, a market which has nothing free but the entrance.
When widows exclaim loudly against second marriages, I would always lay a wager than the man, If not the wedding day, is absolutely fixed on.
Not cohabitation but consensus constitutes marriage.
If and when we get married, only a completely opposite system will prevail.
No Parties…will be allowed to live together as husband and wife until their marriage has been legally solemnized.
So that ends my first experience of matrimony, which I always thought a highly over-rated performance.
To the mass of mankind - meaning also womankind - marriage may be the only possible thing; but to the individual, it may be the one thing impossible.
The institution of marriage, if you look at it over many centuries, has come and gone.
It can be assumed for all practical purposes that every woman is in the married state at or immediately after puberty and that cohabitation, therefore, begins in every case with puberty.
