Love-matches are made by people who are content, for a month of honey, to condemn themselves to a life of vinegar. – Countess of Blessington

In marriage there are no manners to keep up, and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again…. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring. – Enid Bagnold, Autobiography, 1969

A question asked in a Surrey school exam went: “Why do cocks crow early every morning?” A twelve-year-old replied: “My dad says they have to make the most of it while the hens are asleep.” – Quoted in the Peterborough Daily Telegraph, 1983