Wife

My wife told me the car wasn't running well because there was water in the carburetor. I asked where the car was; she told me "In the lake."

My wife told me the car wasn't running well because there was water in the carburetor. I asked where the car was. She told me, In the lake.

Recipe for a happy marriage: My wife and I always hold hands. If I let go, she shops.

The last fight was my fault though. My wife asked, What's on the TV? I said, Dust!

If we must lose wife or husband when we live to our highest right, we lose an unhappy marriage as well, and we gain ourselves. But if a marriage is born between two already self-discovered, what a lovely adventure begins, hurricanes and all.

You say you are a nameless man. You are not to your wife and to your child. You will not long remain so to your immediate colleagues if you can answer their simple questions when they come into your office. You are not nameless to me. Do not remain nameless to yourself, it is too sad a way to be. Know your place in the world and evaluate yourself fairly, not in terms of the native ideals of your own youth, nor in terms of what you erroneously imagine your teacher's ideals are.

A husband's mother and his wife had generally better be visitors than inmates.

Men generally are afraid of a wife who has more understanding than themselves.

He that outlives a wife whom he has long loved, sees himself disjoined from the only mind that has the same hopes, and fears, and interest; from the only companion with whom he has shared much good and evil; and with whom he could set his mind at liberty, to retrace the past or anticipate the future. The continuity of being is lacerated; the settled course of sentiment and action is stopped; and life stands suspended and motionless.

During the fifties, for example, the American character appeared with some consistency that became a model of manhood adopted by many men: the Fifties male. He got to work early, labored responsibly, supported his wife and children and admired discipline. Reagan is a sort of mummified version of this dogged type. This sort of man didn't see women's souls well, but he appreciated their bodies; and his view of culture and America's part in it was boyish and optimistic. Many of his qualities were strong and positive, but underneath the charm and bluff there was, and there remains, much isolation, deprivation, and passivity. Unless he has an enemy, he isn't sure that he is alive. The Fifties man was supposed to like football, be aggressive, stick up for the United States, never cry, and always provide.... During the sixties, another sort of man appeared. The waste and violence of the Vietnam war made men question whether they knew what an adult male really was. If manhood meant Vietnam, did they want any part of it? Meanwhile, the feminist movement encouraged men to actually look at women, forcing them to become conscious of concerns and sufferings that the Fifties male labored to avoid.

I have no wife or children, good or bad, to provide for; a mere spectator of other men's fortunes and adventures, and how they play their parts; which, methinks, are diversely presented unto me, as from, a common theatre or scene.

A husband's mother and his wife had generally better be visitors than inmates.

Men generally are afraid of a wife who has more understanding than themselves.

And verily, a woman need know but one man well, in order to understand all men; whereas a man may know all women and understand not one of them.

When two people decide to get a divorce, it isn't a sign that they don't understand one another, but a sign that they have, at last, begun to.

A wolf won't eat wolf. ( People of the same group, occupation, interests live, or should live, together in amity)

Do not praise yourself while going into battle; praise yourself coming out of battle. (Do not rejjoice till you are sure that your difficulties are at an end)

Your tongue will get you to Kiev.

I would take a bad script and a good director any day against a good script and a bad director.

Every age has its temptations, its weaknesses, its dangers. Ours is in the line of the snobbish and the sordid.