My father always wanted to be the corpse at every funeral, the bride at every wedding and the baby at every christening.

It's a funny thing that when a man hasn't anything on earth to worry about, he goes off and gets married.

Christmas carols always brought tears to my eyes. I also cry at weddings. I should have cried at a couple of my own.

I'd imagine my wedding as a fairy tale... huge, beautiful and white.

Getting married, for me, was the best thing I ever did. I was suddenly beset with an immense sense of release, that we have something more important than our separate selves, and that is the marriage. There's immense happiness that can come from working towards that.

My mother says I didn't open my eyes for eight days after I was born, but when I did, the first thing I saw was an engagement ring. I was hooked.

Our dog died from licking our wedding picture.

The Wedding March always reminds me of the music played when soldiers go into battle.

The first thing I did when I sold my book was buy a new wedding ring for my wife and asked her to marry me all over again.

I chose my wife, as she did her wedding gown, for qualities that would wear well.