The death of someone we know always reminds us that we are still alive - perhaps for some purpose which we ought to re-examine.
We have to call it "freedom": who'd want to die for "a lesser tyranny"?
Men never know how tired they are till their wives sit them down for a nice long talk.
A first-rate marriage is like a first-rate hotel: expensive, but worth it.
After the chills and fever of love, how nice is the 98.6º of marriage!