It is better to be unhappy in love than unhappy in marriage, but some people manage to be both.
Friendship always benefits; love sometimes injures.
Nature has no love for solitude, and always leans, as it were, on some support; and the sweetest support is found in the most intimate friendship.
I liked the premise of this material. I love the marriage relationship. They kind of keep each other honest, and they enjoy each other's sense of humor. Kind of a sexy but boring relationship.
Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
Love between man and man is impossible because there must not be sexual intercourse and friendship between man and woman is impossible because there must be sexual intercourse.
Friendship is the marriage of the soul, and this marriage is liable to divorce.
After a while in marriage, it doesn't work anymore. There is something missing, there is something wrong. There are few marriages that stay alive forever. We like something, and after a while, we hate what we used to love.
Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love.
Friendship at first sight, like love at first sight, is said to be the only truth.
That a man is successful who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much, who has gained the respect of the intelligent men and the love of children; who has filled his niche and accomplished his task; who leaves the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul; who never lacked appreciation of earth's beauty or failed to express it; who looked for the best in others and gave the best he had.
If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.
What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?
A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love.
There is something in the unselfish and self-sacrificing love of a brute, which goes directly to the heart of him who has had frequent occasion to test the paltry friendship and gossamer fidelity of mere Man.
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?
However rare true love may be, it is less so than true friendship.
Marriage is the tomb of love.
Love is not weakness. It is strong. Only the sacrament of marriage can contain it.
If we are to judge of love by its consequences, it more nearly resembles hatred than friendship.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
We all have a childhood dream that when there is love, everything goes like silk, but the reality is that marriage requires a lot of compromise.
She discovered with great delight that one does not love one's children just because they are one's children but because of the friendship formed while raising them.
There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.
The problem with marriage is that it ends every night after making love, and it must be rebuilt every morning before breakfast.