I searched everywhere for love.
I knocked on every door
and turned over every stone.
But it was only until I returned home
that I found love
waiting for me.
Now go with me and with this holy man
Into the chantry by: there, before him,
And underneath that consecrated roof,
Plight me the full assurance of your faith.
A man cannot really be called (sexually) confident if he has never bought his woman a vibrator.
Shame on you. Don’t tell me you’ve been married for an hour and you’ve already got eyes for another woman.
I would that I could have stopped time and preserved that day forever. It was a perfect day. There was the shadow of sorrow, yes. It would always be there. But that was the nature of life. The bright mirror and the dark, reflecting one another. And today there was so much brightness.
Besides, you know how I love the theater, and let’s face it-a wedding is like a big show followed by a cast party.
Laurel: I don’t need a ring or a license, or a spetacular white dress. It’s not marriage so much, or at all really, that matters. It’s the promise. It’s the knowing someone wants me to be part of his life. Someone loves me, that I’m the one for him. That’s not just enough, it’s everything.
It’s like my whole life my left ring finger has been lacking something, and finally it feels complete.
I know that you always take around because you talk so much, but I like to always know what’s happening in your world.