A father may turn his back on his child brothers and sisters may become inveterate enemies husbands may desert their wives wives their husbands. But a mother's love endures through all.

Before I met my husband I'd never fallen in love. I'd stepped in it a few times.

I blame my mother for my poor sex life. All she told me was 'the man goes on top and the woman underneath.' For three years my husband and I slept in bunk beds.

At the end of your life you will never regret not having passed one more test not winning one more verdict or not closing one more deal. You will regret time not spent with a husband a friend a child or a parent.

The rite of passage of learning to build a fire that will burn all night with one match is not an insignificant one in my husband's family and I grew up camping and backpacking. I love to camp.

My observation is that women are merely waiting for their husbands to assume leadership.

No jealousy their dawn of love overcast nor blasted were their wedded days with strife each season looked delightful as it past to the fond husband and the faithful wife.

I've never met a person who has more integrity than my husband. I respect that. There's his humor and intelligence too and he's really cute all those things - but if you don't respect your partner you'll get sick of him.

Like all parents my husband and I just do the best we can hold our breath and hope we've set aside enough money for our kid's therapy.

I hope by the time I'm 30 to have a husband and maybe a baby.

I know this sounds generic but I'm so happy to be home with my husband my family and my dog.

I have this extraordinary life during the day and then I get to come home to my sweet husband who loves to cook with me. I have a nice glass of wine he has some scotch we chat we cook and we hang out with the dog. I have an absolute dream life.

I practice yoga at home to a TV show called 'Inhale ' taught by Steve Ross. I figured that if the people on the show could stretch that deep then I could too. I ended up pulling my hip flexor. But that's how I met my husband. Paul was the physical therapist my coach called to meet with me after hours.

I'm kind of a homebody. My husband says I like to just stay home and do nothing but that's just how I am.

Irish women are always carrying water on their heads and always carrying their husbands home from pubs. Such things are the greatest posture-builders in the world.

A good wife is someone who thinks she has done everything right: raising the kids being there for the husband being home trying to do it all.

When I met my husband I refused to invite him home for Passover because I was embarrassed my mother might serve all the catered dishes in the wrong order.

I work at home in the country and days will go by when except for my husband and son and the occasional UPS man the only sentient creatures that see me are my chickens and turkeys.

The average husband enjoys the total effect of his home but is usually unable to contribute any of the details of work and organisation that make it enjoyable.

I never married because there was no need. I have three pets at home which answer the same purpose as a husband. I have a dog which growls every morning a parrot which swears all afternoon and a cat that comes home late at night.

I should like to know what is the proper function of women if it is not to make reasons for husbands to stay at home and still stronger reasons for bachelors to go out.

The only way I'd be caught without makeup is if my radio fell in the bathtub while I was taking a bath and electrocuted me and I was in between makeup at home. I hope my husband would slap a little lipstick on me before he took me to the morgue.

As a housewife I feel that if the kids are still alive when my husband gets home from work then hey I've done my job.

Let the wife make the husband glad to come home and let him make her sorry to see him leave.