Quotes About Second Marriage Novels & Stories

The marriage is the best it has been — which is not the same as being perfect, which it has never been, but is the best in the sense of: we are making the bowl correctly, and we know what correctly feels like now. She writes: I have been thinking about forty-five. The age I was when I died in the first life. The age that is coming, slowly, in this one. I am not afraid of it. I used to think that the meaning of the second life was to correct the first one — to undo the mistakes, to close the loops, to be the person I should have been. But I think now that is not quite right.

the first female colleague said. “I can’t completely agree. I witnessed it in my aunt’s marriages. She married her late husband who was first her best friend. They had a good life together until he passed away and a few years after his passing, she met her schoolmate from college in a reunion. They hit it off immediately! Now, she’s telling us that her second marriage is so much better. Turned out, her first marriage worked out because they had respect for each other but when it comes to love and romance, this second marriage is hands down the better one and she’s so much happier. I could tell, if she could do it all over again and they didn’t have kids with her first husband, she’d defi

"Incessant— too incessant. The sort of man who reads a woman's ‘no’ as another rung, on the ladder of the chase.” A slight frown tugged at my face, the humor slipping away from my voice. "That kind?” She gave a nod. "That’s the kind.” “Then you’re right—keeping your distance is the thing to do " I said, voice firm. "No one should be compelled to endure that.” A faint appreciative smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "Thanks, Alex. I figured you’d say that.” I shrugged, donning a veneer of nonchalance. "I think marriage isn’t a sprint you should throw yourself into; it’s far wiser to hold back than to be haunted by regret later.”

His words carry a weight of experience and bitter wisdom. He elaborates, "Hate is what tears everything apart. When you look into the eyes of someone you once loved, only to see contempt staring back at you, it's unbearable." His advice comes as a stark warning, urging me to reconsider my beliefs about love and marriage. With a tinge of bitterness in his voice, Nathan draws a parallel between marriage and a business transaction. "Treat it like a merger from the start. Don't expect love to sustain it; that's a recipe for disappointment." His words resonate with a raw truth that leaves me unsettled.

I smiled. "True marriage is more than joining the bonds of marriage of two persons; it is the union of two hearts. It lives on the love you give each other and never grows old, but thrives on the joy of each new day. marriage is love. May you always be able to talk things over, to confide in each other, to laugh with each other, to enjoy life together, and to share moments of quiet and peace, when the day is done. May you be blessed with a lifetime of happiness and a home of warmth and understanding."

"I just figured it would sting. And yes, I think any man who walks out on his wife for another woman should be more cautious about a second marriage." "Hold up. I feel like there are two very important topics on the table here. And both of them are irritating. First of all, it really bothers me that people, especially you, seemed to believe I was going to sit around and wait on Gray Dearsley for the rest of my life. The only reason you could believe it would bother me is that you think it's a slap in my face that he's marrying a second woman, that he's dated less time than he dated or lived with me, but I didn't make the cut-" "Annie..." the softness in his tone told me he regretted where he

If they even sniffed out a hint of chaos in my personal life, they’d pull their investments, taking others with them. Mr. Bellini’s sharp gaze locked onto me, studying me like he could peel back every layer and read the truth in my bones. The man had a way of seeing too much. “Ah, amore,” he said finally, his voice as warm and smooth “A second chance at marriage is rare, precious even. You are a fortunate man to have a wife willing to try again.” I forced a grin, ignoring the knot tightening in my throat. “I am,” I replied, keeping my tone casual, confident. “We realized we weren’t done fighting for each other.”

"I love you so much it scares me. You're the bravest person I know and the smartest and the most beautiful and I don't deserve you but I want you anyway. I want to marry you again. Properly this time. With better vows. And I want to mean them. Really mean them. The way I should have meant them the first time." Silence on the other end. Morton's face went pale. "Scarlett?" More silence. Then: "You're such an idiot." Morton's face fell. She hung up the phone. "Shit." He sat down. Hard. "What did I just do?" "You proposed drunk. At two AM. Over speakerphone. To you ex-wife." He started laughing. "I'm getting married," he said again. "To the same woman. For the second time. Is that allowed? Is t

"Oh, of course. Silly me. I forgot you're already married to Charlie." "It's understandable, Ms. Anderson. You're so busy, after all. Forgetting things is only natural. But as the saying goes, 'Third time's the charm.' Surely, you know it's best not to push one's luck, lest others start questioning your memory at such a young age."

"I was wrong, Murphy. Can you give me one more chance? We're married, after all…" "Married? Marriage means standing together through the hard times. What did you do? You bailed the second things got hard. That's not a marriage."