Marriage (n.) is a comfortable way to spend the winter
Marriage (n.) is a lot like Miami: it’s hot, and it’s terrible, and it’s sometimes dangerous—but if it’s so terrible, why is there all that traffic?
Marriage (n.) is an institution in which happiness is just a matter of chance.
Marriage (n.) is like a beleaguered city: those that are out want to get in; those that are in want to get out.
Marriage (n.) is nothing but a three-ring circus: first the engagement ring, and then the wedding ring, and then the suffering.
Marriage (n.) is that thing where you hang together a lot, and sleep in the same room, and button each other’s hard to reach buttons.