Marriage Disappointment Quotes

Bride: A woman with a fine prospect of happiness behind her.

Honestly speaking, after seeing my parents' marriage, I have lost all faith in marriage.

There is no compensation for the woman who feels that the chief relation of her life has been no more than a mistake. She has lost her crown. The deepest secret of human blessedness has half whispered itself to her, and then forever passed her by.

Men marry because they are tired; women, because they are curious; both are disappointed.

Like every other girl or woman I had imagined and visualized a totally different picture of a married life in my head. But in reality it was nothing like it. Mazhar was never there whenever I needed him. Even when I was pregnant, he was not there to support me or be happy with me.

Squeeze marriage as much as you like, you will never extract anything from it but fun for bachelors and boredom for husbands.

Usually, the fairy tale ends with the girl marrying the prince. But mine started as soon as the marriage was over.

I'm not married and I don't think that's going to work out for me. I'm not even bitter, I'm just exhausted.

My marriages have been one of the greatest voids in my life.

She had the kind of looks that had probably been quite pretty in high school, but were now worn down by years of smoking cigarettes, raising children, and the disappointment of being married to an asshole.

I don't want to suggest that matrimony was necessarily a tragic affair - some of our neighbours' marriages seemed quite functional, if somewhat routine; nevertheless, in the workaday world, it is wedlock that is most likely to offer the occasion for life-threatening disappointment.

Every American bride is taken there [Niagara Falls], and the sight of the stupendous waterfall must be one of the earliest, if not the keenest, disappointments in American married life.

Getting married was a ball. Being married was... a nightmare.

I was married once. When the tinsel from Tum Bin' was wearing off, so was the happiness from my first marriage. Ever since, I've been wary of marrying again.

Girls like you are responsible for all the tiresome colorless marriages; all those ghastly inefficiencies that pass as feminine qualities. What a blow it must be when a man with imagination marries the beautiful bundle of clothes that he's been building ideals around, and finds that she's just a weak, whining, cowardly mass of affectations!

Chaste to her husband, frank to all beside, A teeming mistress, but a barren bride.

I always thought, as I was growing up, that I'd be married with children. That hasn't happened.

You kids were all in college, and I suddenly saw that I was stuck alone with a man who, all those years later, was still wanting me to be someone I wasn't.