In time the Rockies may crumble,
Gibraltar may tumble
(They’re only made of clay),
But our love is here to stay.

Grow old with me! The best is yet to be.

Ah me! love can not be cured by herbs.

Marriage is an alliance entered into by a man who can't sleep with the window shut, and a woman who can't sleep with the window open.

Love would never be a promise of a rose garden unless it is showered with light of faith, water of sincerity and air of passion.