Any man with sense was wise to be fearful of a wife’s best friends. For who knew what ... little secrets might be shared. (SC)
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'Tell me, sergeant, are you of a nautical persuasion?'
Colon saluted again. 'Nossir! Happily married man, sir!' (J) … there’s nothing more useless in the world than a groom just before the wedding. (MA)
Royalty, when they marry, either get very small things, like exquisitely-constructed clockwork eggs, or large bulky items, like duchesses. (LL)
Nanny had nothing against witches being married. It wasn’t as if there were rules. She herself had had many husbands, and had even been married to three of them. (SLF)
‘Everyone marries their cousins where I come from.’
‘Why?’ said Victor. ‘I suppose it saves having to worry about what to do on Saturday nights.’ (MP) ‘Obviously we shouldn’t get married if only for the sake of the children.’ (M)
… she was too big to be a thief, too honest to be an assassin, too intelligent to be a wife, and too proud to enter the only other female profession generally available. (LF)
They didn’t live completely happily ever after – there was the time Edwo walked mud all over the palace carpets, and the time the roof leaked – but they were at least as happy as they wanted to be.
And why not, after all? (DCC) ''scuse me,’ said the raven, ‘but how come Miss Ogg became Mrs Ogg? Sounds like a bit of a rural arrangement, if you catch my meaning.’
WITCHES ARE MATRILINEAL, said Death. THEY FIND IT MUCH EASIER TO CHANGE MEN THAN TO CHANGE NAMES. (TOT) She just looked the look of a wife who was putting up with her husband's funny little ways for which he would suffer in the boudoir later. (RS)
Moist put on his meek face as only husbands and puppies can do ... (RS)
All long-term couples have their code. Classically there is one that the wife uses in polite conversation to warn her husband that, because of hasty dressing, or absent-mindedness, he is becoming exposed in the crotch department. (Sn)
There was no point in arguing with Sybil, because even if you thought you’d won, it would turn out, by some magic unavailable to husbands, that you had, in fact, been totally misinformed. (Sn)
Nanny rather liked the theatrical world. It was its own kind of magic. That was why Esme disliked it, she reckoned. It was the magic of illusions and misdirection and foolery, and that was fine by Nanny Ogg, because you couldn’t be married three times without a little fooling. (Ma)
Three marriages and an adventurous girlhood had left Nanny Ogg with thigh muscles that could crack coconuts ... (WS)
... a girl who know her pigs would never want for a husband. (W)
Home was where you had to feel safe. If you didn’t feel safe, it wasn’t home. (Th)
Sam Vimes looked panicky, a figure of authority caught once again in a domestic situation. (Th)
Usually she got her own way and he was happy to give it to her, but the unspoken agreement was that when he really
insisted, she listened. It’s a married couple thing. (Th) 'A good woman, that,’ said Groat, as she strode away. ‘Fifth generation of Miss Maccalariats. Maiden name kept for professional purposes, o’course.’
‘They get married?’ From the mob around the makeshift counter came the ringing command: ‘Put that pen back this minute! Do you think I’m made of pens?’ ‘Yessir,’said Groat. ‘Do they bite their husbands’ heads off on their wedding night?’ said Moist. ‘I wouldn’t know that sort of thing, sir,’ said Groat blushing. ‘But she’s even got a bit of a moustache!’ ‘Yessir. There’s something for everyone in this wonderful world, sir.' (GP) ... upon marriage men get a whole set of extra senses bolted into their brain, and one is there to tell a man that he’s suddenly neck deep in real trouble. (HFS)
Oh dear, here we go again, thought Vimes. Why did I wait until I was married to become strangely attractive to powerful women? Why didn’t it happen to me when I was sixteen? I could have done with it then. (NW)
It is a truth self evident that a man in possession of his own teeth, a decent pair of boots, a couple of acres of land and some pigs that need feeding must be in want of a wife. (NOC)
There was a gentle snore from Lady Sybil. A marriage is always made up of two people who are prepared to swear that only the other one snores. (FE)
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