It's Better To Marry Than Burn Mga Nobela at Kwento

Marriage must be better or equal to times of courtship if it must be the dreamed marital life. The sweetness that ravaged your life, character, and expression towards your partner during courtship that made him/her love you and sees you as the best should continue like that or even more than that in your marriage. Keep up with those words, actions, and lifestyle that made your partner sees you as the best among all others during courtship.

What if the danger to me is real and I find myself in a jam that I can’t get out of; what will happen to my mother then? I close my eyes and sigh heavily before opening them once more and staring at the one person who needs me the most, “I really don’t have a choice, do I?” I smile sadly, “It’s not like it will be a hardship. I mean, I’ve always wanted him to be the one that I marry, I just thought it would be a little bit more romantic. I’m really in no position to be picky, though. I need you to get better, and I need you to come back to me. This may be the only way that it will happen. Maybe one day I will be able to get past the ‘why’ we got married and love the reason why we stay togeth

“And if it can’t hold you—if it can’t honor you—it’s trash.” “Jesus,” I whispered, heart hammering. “You think I’ll let the world see you squeezed into something that chokes you?” His voice dipped lower. “No one puts you in discomfort. Not even silk.” Naomi was backing up slowly like he might burn her too. “Maybe we should, uh… try another one?” she mumbled. I tried to stay calm. “You didn’t need to burn it. That’s insane.” His gaze snapped to mine. “So is marrying me. But you’re still doing it.”

“Good. But there's one rule; no questions.” I nod. Marrying a man rumoured to be anything but a human may be much better than spending the rest of my life among lunatics in a human-sized cage. What may lie in wait? Either victory, romance, or insanity…

That flame won’t go out if we love our partners for who they are, not just for what they look or have. Mutual respect and understanding can sometimes get lost due to pride. No one wants to submit. So when we feel like losing interest, we need to remember the joy our partner once brought us. Sometimes, we don’t realize there are promises we haven’t kept or things we’ve forgotten to do. As the saying goes, marriage isn’t like rice you can spit out when it burns your tongue. We must be ready to face both the sweetness and bitterness, the joy and the sorrow that comes with it.

“We’ll face it together. That’s the point of marriage. Together, in good and bad times. Our marriage vows were not for the sake of showoff.” “That’s cliché.” She sniffled. “Tristan, please, we’re not characters in a movie or a book. This is not a matter of whether we can fight this together. It’s reality, and we need to face it. I’m heading for destruction, that’s for sure, but I’m not pulling you down with me.” She held my hands. “I love you so much, and this is the best choice.” The pang in my heart was starting to feel like a burning sensation, irritated that she could think of such.

Nicko may challenge me but not Giovanni. "Sir..." "Sit down." He is smoking a cigar. He is looking at the picture of a woman who looks like Marianna. "Marriage is a beautiful union between a man and a woman who are in love. When a marriage is stable it provides a safe haven for children born into it. It is a source of happiness and comfort for the husband and the wife. You get a long life from it. But when a marriage doesn't go well, it's a world of unfathomable maddening pain. You already know what that feels like yet you want to try again. Why?"

“Everything dear, first of all your friends are not married, they have no idea how marriage works, they don’t have experience of marriage, it is not advice able to speak to friends about marital issues even worse the ones who are not married. Marriage is a big deal and you only get to know that when you go into it, in 4-5 years you realize that you are down with one partner for the rest of your life and there are so many things you won’t get to do again and in order for marriage to work one person must be the water to quench the fire because if the both of you are on fire you’d burn down your marriage with your kids in it, how many kids do you have?” “Just one daughter and she is 3” “Your li

He stared at me, his lips parting like he wanted to defend himself, but no words came. Spineless, I thought, he was nothing like me which was weird since I raised him myself, why does he like choosing the safe option every fucking time. That’s what he was. A soft boy raised in velvet, too used to the world handing him things. He couldn’t see gold even when it sat inches away from him legs crossed, eyes begging to be claimed. Esme was fire. And fire should never be wasted on someone who doesn’t know how to burn. I placed a hand on his shoulder, firm. “Marriage is more than years. More than convenience. If you can’t say with certainty that she is it for you the woman you’d burn kingdoms for th

The benefits are good and the policies are reasonable. I should have listen to Auntie Lena back then. 'Then, it's up to you. However, always remember that marriage is not like a hot rice, you cannot spit it out in case your tongue gets burned. Keep in mind that, love will never turn cold.' Maybe if I did, we would not end up like this. Maybe he would still be alive. I would not have to be so broken. We could have families of our own: where I am not his wife and he is not and will never be my husband.