For the first year of marriage I had basically a bad attitude. I tended to place my wife underneath a pedestal.
A wife lasts only for the length of the marriage, but an ex-wife is there for the rest of your life.
What I do know about physics is that to a man standing on the shore, time passes quicker than to a man on a boat - especially if the man on the boat is with his wife.
In my house I'm the boss, my wife is just the decision maker.
In New York State they have a strange law that says you can't get a divorce unless you can prove adultery - and it's weird, because the Ten Commandments say 'Thou shalt not commit adultery.' But New York State says you have to. Well, finally, what happened was that my wife committed adultery for me. She's always been more mechanically inclined than I have.
I tended to place my wife under a pedestal.
I don't have to 'freedom-kiss' my wife when what I really want to do is French-kiss her.
I should have known something was wrong with my first wife. When I brought her home to meet my parents, they approved of her.
Basically my wife was immature. I'd be at home in the bath and she'd come in and sink my boats.
My wife and I thought we were in love, but it turned out to be benign
My wife is immature. Whenever I take a bath, she sinks my boats.
I've had bad luck in my two previous marriages. The first wife left me, and the second did not.
I got a divorce because my ex-wife left me for another woman.
You can be with your wife, very happily married, and then you meet some woman and you love her. But you love your wife, too. And you also love that one. Or if she's met some man and she loves the man and she loves you. And then you meet somebody else and now there are three of you. Why only one person?
I was thrown out of NYU for cheating-with the deans wife
In 1940 I was just turning 5 years old and being taken to the movies. For those of us who were not old enough to understand the horror of war it was a very romantic era because these guys were kissing their wives and girlfriends goodbye and going off to fight and become heroes.
My ex-wife was a philosophy major at NYU. Yeah, she and I used to have deep philosophical discussions where she would prove that I didn't exist.
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