Marriage was contrived for ordinary people, for people who are capable of neither great love nor great friendship, which is to say, for most people, but also for those exceptionally rare ones who are capable of love as well as of friendship.

Experts on romance say for a happy marriage there has to be more than a passionate love. For a lasting union, they insist, there must be a genuine liking for each other. Which, in my book, is a good definition for friendship.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

Love matches, so called, have illusion for their father and need for their mother.

I think I'm smart unless I'm really, really in love and then I am ridiculously stupid.

Living together is an art. It's a patient art, it's a beautiful art, it's fascinating.