In the early days of the New England colonies, no more embarrassing or hampering condition, no greater temporal ill, could befall any adult Puritan than to be unmarried.
I didn't get married until I was 38.
A man who is free and unmarried, if he has some intelligence, can rise above his fortune, mingle in society and meet the best people on an equal footing. This is harder for a married man: marriage, it seems, confines every man to his proper rank.
I would never have thought, when I was in my 20s, that I would be 44 and single.
I don't think that because I'm not married it's made my life any less. That old maid myth is garbage.
I've never been married. I'm married to my music.
I am an unmarried man, as opposed to a single man. A bachelor, according to the dictionary, is a man who has never been married. An unmarried man is not married at the moment. Many of these terms have fallen into disuse.
I'm not married.
I never wanted to get married. I never thought that was in my cards. I always thought I was just going to be an independent woman my entire life. Hopefully having a partner but never getting married.
I declare that I am a bachelor.
I would be married, but I'd have no wife, I would be married to a single life.
Any young man who is unmarried at the age of twenty one is a menace to the community.
I'm marriable. But I'm not married.
