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    2012
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    2012
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    2012
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  • 9th March
    2012
  • 09

I’m telling you…

I’m telling you, i’m not going You’re the best man i’ll ever know There’s no way i could ever go Darling, there’s no way i’m living without you I’m not living without you I’m staying And you… You’re gonna love me

  • 7th March
    2012
  • 07

“The poet Jack Gilbert wrote that marriage is what happens “between the memorable”. He said that we often look back on our marriages years later and all we can recall are “the vacations, and emergencies”-the high points and low points. The rest of it blends into a blurry sort of daily sameness. But it is that very blurred sameness, the poet argues, that comprises marriage. Marriage is those two thousand indistinguishable conversations, chatted over two thousand indistinguishable breakfasts, where intimacy turns like a slow wheel. How do you measure the worth of becoming that familiar to somebody-so utterly well known and so thoroughly ever-present that you become an almost invisible necessity, like air?”

  • 7th March
    2012
  • 07
Your beautiful, intelligent bride just gave up everything for you, buster-so you’d damn well better honor her sacrifice by working hard and giving her a life prosperity and security.
E. Gilbert
  • 7th March
    2012
  • 07
The great lack of parity between husbands and wives has always been spawned by ths disproportionate degree of self-sacrifice that women are willing to make on behalf of those they love.
E. Gilbert
  • 6th March
    2012
  • 06
Desiring another person is perhaps the most risky endeavor of all. As soon as you want somebody, it is as though you have taken a surgical needle and sutured your happiness to the skin of that person, so that any separation will now cause you a lacerating injury.
E. Gilbert
  • 6th March
    2012
  • 06
Anything that the heart has chosen for its own mysterious reasons it can always unchoose later-again, for its own mysterious reasons
E. Gilbert