I'm working on a snow scene right now, and it's summer. It's hot, and I will get chilly. I'll have to turn on the heat. My wife walks in, and it's 95 degrees in the studio. I know it's nutty, but it's a projection you have where you step into the painting.
I made mistakes. I can’t whine about it. I’m the one that messed up and I’m paying the consequences. However, if I am given a second chance, I won’t need a third chance. And to be honest with you, I picked the wrong vice. I should have picked alcohol. I should have picked drugs or I should have picked up beating up my wife or girlfriend because if you do those three, you get a second chance. They haven’t given too many gamblers second chances in the world of baseball.
My wife - she could help me get the negs out!
As I've explained to my wife many times, you have to kill your wife or mistress to get on the front page of the papers.
I am not prepared to deny or assert any proposition which concerns myself; but certainly this solitary struggle with platitudinous atoms, called men and women by courtesy, leads me to wish for my wife again. How did I ever hit on the only woman in the world who fits my cravings and never sounds hollow anywhere? Social chemistry-the mutual attraction of equivalent human molecules-is a science yet to be created, for the fact is my daily study and only satisfaction in life.
My wife Staci made me go to a wedding last weekend...If it weren’t for her, I’d be happy.
You know, I've been thinking. Everyone makes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches but usually the jelly drips out all over the side and the guy's hands get all sticky. But your jelly stays right in the middle where it's supposed to. I don't know how you do it? You just got a gift, I guess. I've always thought so. I've just never mentioned it. But it's time you knew how I feel. I don't believe in keeping feelings bottled up. Goodbye, my wife.
My wife's not some doobie to be passed around! I took a vow on our wedding day to bogart her for life.
Winning or losing, it's always something special and something you'll remember, even more so when the match was as dramatic as it was today. It's even more memorable when I see my kids there with my wife and everything. That's what touched me the most, to be quite honest. The disappointment of the match itself went pretty quickly.
Every night before bed, I rub my wife's feet. She says they're the best foot rubs on Earth.
We have two kids, my wife and myself.
If I were as much of a man as my woman, I'd be my wife.
I trust my wife more than I trust myself.
I'm Jewish and my wife isn't so right now we're literally decorating a Christmas tree with Jewish stars draped around it.
. . . nothing could touch the strength of my love, and the thoughts of my beloved. Had I known then that my wife was dead, I think that I still would have given myself, undisturbed by that knowledge, to the contemplation of that image, and that my mental conversation with her would have been just as vivid and just as satisfying. "Set me like a seal upon thy heart, love is as strong as death."
For the first year of marriage I had basically a bad attitude. I tended to place my wife underneath a pedestal.
Let me tell you something, my wife died for Tuesdays ago. Cancer of the colon. We were married forty-one years. Now you stop feeling sorry for yourself and lose some of that pork of yours. Pretty girl like you - you don't want to do this yourself.
With my wife it was sex, sex, sex...Yes, three times in 35 years.
I don't want my wife to sleep with anyone but me, and I want to give her the same respect.
I'm from Canada and my wife is from St. Albans, so I feel a great kinship with the Brits.
My wife has been my closest friend, my closest advisor. And ... she's not somebody who looks to the limelight, or even is wild about me being in politics. And that's a good reality check on me. When I go home, she wants me to be a good father and a good husband. And everything else is secondary to that.
Won't cha...picture life as my wife, just think: Full length mink, fat X and O links, Bracelets to match, conversation was all that, Showed you the safe combinations and all that. Guess you could say you's the one I trusted... Who would ever think that you would spread like mustard?
Listen, first of all, my wife is my best friend. My love for her is deeper than anything. The reality is, I'm not involved, I wasn't involved and I'm not going to be involved. Am I concerned for both of them Sure there's concern from me. I'm more worried about them than me. I'm like you guys, I'm trying to figure it all out.
I told (my wife) that there's a three-month aftermath that you better be able to handle, because it's real. I think the worst thing we could do is push it away and say, 'Hey, it's not happening. We don't have time for this,' because we worked so hard to get to that point. ... But the reality is (our opponents the next year) are going to come after us.
To my three sons, Peter, Scott, and Alexander who pulled me from the 18th Century and back into the present on a regular basis and therefore made me a better person, thank you. And to my wife, who sits at the table there. Who is right about almost everything.
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