divorce

The very thing that attracts you to someone can end up putting you off.

Most women would each be left with fewer dreams or without a dream, if the institution of marriage were to be abolished.

Love is not a landmine but a sinkhole.

A man of God who falls in love with a woman who worships idols will turn him to a zombie.

He who is jealous is better off not dating someone who is bisexual.

Being divorced does not necessarily make one__ advice on marriage useless _ or useful.

Many of the boys and men who are regarded as immature by some females are so deemed merely because they do not want to get married someday _ or soon.

Some people are each holding on to a lover of theirs who no longer loves them and/or who they no longer love, only because they do not want to have a reason or another reason to be jealous of the person who would eventually be their lover if they let go of them.

Revenge is what I want. Nothing but pure unadulterated revenge. But my mother brought me up to be a lady.

I thought the world had actually ended. I thought nothing good could ever happen again. I thought anything might happen if I wasn't vigilant. I didn't eat. I didn't go out. I didn't want to see anyone. But I survived, Paul. Much to my own surprise, I got through it. And life...well, gradually became livable again.

Some of us were brought into this troubled world primarily or only to increase our fathers_ chances of not being left by our mothers, or vice versa.

A united front announcing a split.

Love is a crime if you don't abide by it's rules and regulations.

Divorce is a marital welfare. It's just couples asking society to bail them out because they didn't do enough research before they got married. How is that our fault? Don't drag down my country's statistics just because you ran off and got hitched before you ever saw each other in a bad mood.

I couldn't make myself imagine Dad holding some creamy-faced baby, cooing at it, telling it he loved it. Taking it to baseball games. Living some life he'd probably consider his 'real life,' the one he deserved rather than the one he got.

This is what I know about my parents. They spent the next several years trying to forget each other, and me.

There are all these things my mother is good for that my father isn't, and all these things my father is good for that my mother isn't, and if only they could work out their differences, or keep the dim of discord to a minimum, I could have two whole parents.

I was planning to end this phase after a few weeks, but after one particular meeting, the lead advisor asked me not to come back. She said she'd noticed that every time I was asked to give a suggestion about an ex-husband to a grieving divorcee, I always said, "You should have him murdered.