I feel that marriage can lead to the ultimate rejection and failure and divorce and things we all fear.
A lot of books about marriage are about marriages falling apart.
If you've gone into a marriage and you haven't been clear about how you're going to handle money, how you want to raise kids, who is going to work or stay home or what have you, then you've set yourself up for failure.
Was I the best husband? No. And I regret it.
I flew to England to see the rough cut of 'Revolutionary Road.' I was quite moved. As a married man, it's kind of disturbing to see a couple try so hard to work things out and fail so miserably.
I've been married four times and caused a great deal of hurt and upset around me.
I hate to be a failure. I hate and regret the failure of my marriages. I would gladly give all my millions for just one lasting marital success.
A marriage can go wrong at any time.
I’m doing pretty well. If you don’t get married, you can’t get divorced. Why couldn’t we learn from the devastatingly low percentage of successful marriages that our last generation went through?
Love, the quest; marriage, the conquest; divorce, the inquest.
My parents were married for sixty-five years, and I was married for about ten minutes, my first year at Yale Drama School. Something, somehow, didn't get passed on to my generation.
To say I drank my way into marriage isn't much of an exaggeration, and it's none at all to say I drank my way out of it.
I've never really been very good at marriage. It's one of my failures. I've tried my best, but I do realise the common denominator is me; it's something I'm doing.
But how can one criticise someone else's mother? One shouldn't, really... particularly as my first marriage failed.
He that marries late, marries ill.
I have nothing against her, and in fact I'm very fond of my first wife. But we should have ended that marriage eight or 10 years earlier.
Most of these alternative arrangements, so-called, arise out of the ruins of marriages, not as an improvement of old fashioned marriage.
Certainly nobody gets married wanting to get divorced or even expecting to - except me.
When a marriage ends, who is left to understand it?
