Nostalgia isn't what it used to be.
Chains do not hold a marriage together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads, which sew people together through the years.
He bore no grudge against those he had wronged.
Hordes of young girls never copied my hairdos or the way I talk or the way I dress. I have, therefore, never had to go through the stress of perpetuating an image that's often the equivalent of one particular song that forever freezes a precise moment of one's youth.
Pains do not hold a marriage together. It is threads, hundreds of tiny threads which sew people together through the years. That's what makes a marriage last - more than passion or even sex.
