It takes two for a kiss Only one for a sigh, Twain by twain we marry One by one we die.
Joy is a partnership, Grief weeps alone, Many guests had Cana; Gethsemane but one.
Marriage is a lottery, but you can't tear up your ticket if you lose.
I don't worry about terrorism. I was married for two years.
The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hand.
I hear a sound so fine there's nothing lives 'Twixt it and silence.