Never underestimate a girl’s love for her favorite band. Never think even for a minute, that she won’t defend them to her death.
Sometimes the problem is not the people in the band, but the people around the band.
The love of a wife to her husband may begin from the supply of her necessities, but afterwards she may also love his person: so the soul first loves Christ for salvation, but when it is brought to him, and finds what sweetness there is in him, then the soul loves him for himself, and esteems his person, as well as rejoices in his benefits.
I have too much work on my hands and I would not be a dutiful husband.
In the future, bands are going to have to offer more than a pop show. They are going to have to an offer a well presented theatre show
Perfection is a theory. You cannot be a perfect human being, perfect artist. You cannot be a perfect husband, you cannot be a perfect father probably and probably I am not. But go through your daily routine with hope you will be a little better in all respects, and do something meaningful
No, I don't understand my husband's theory of relativity, but I know my husband and I know he can be trusted.
The most important relationship in your life is the relationship you have with yourself. Because no matter what happens, you will always be with yourself.
I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans.
It comes down to this: What kind of father are you? What kind of husband are you? What kind of coach or teammate are you? What kind of son are you? What kind of friend are you? Success comes in terms of relationships.
I don't have no favorite rock bands. I'm a fan of rock music though.
Once we realize that the strangers are here forever and won't go away, then, like husband and wife in the old-style marriage, we would try to find a way of living together peacefully and with mutual benefit. The sooner we understand that in a globalized world the diasporic nature of cohabitation is never likely to end, that it will always be with us, I believe such modus vivendi will be found.
When anesthesia was developed, it was for many decades routinely withheld from women giving birth, since women were "supposed" to suffer. One of the few societies to take a contrary view was the Huichol tribe in Mexico. The Huichol believed that the pain of childbirth should be shared, so the mother would hold on to a string tied to her husband's testicles. With each painful contraction, she would give the string a yank so that the man could share the burden. Surely if such a mechanism were more widespread, injuries in childbirth would garner more attention.
There will come a day, I promise you, when the thought of your son, or daughter, or your wife or your husband, brings a smile to your lips before it brings a tear to your eye. It will happen. My prayer for you is that day will come sooner than later.
To me, Sabbath was always just a really heavy blues band. That s all we were. We just took those blues roots and made them heavier.
Maybe if you're younger you have more energy - but that's a big maybe. Because at this stage of life, I have more patience, understanding, wisdom, resources - and a husband. I didn't get him until I was 39. But I got a good one.
Around '75 when the recession hit, club owners started going to disco because it was cheaper for them to just buy a sound system than it was to hire a band.
What does it mean when a man falls in love with a radiant face across the room? It may mean that he has some soul work to do. His soul is the issue. Instead of pursuing the woman and trying to get her alone, away from her husband, he needs to go alone himself, perhaps to a mountain cabin, for three months, write poetry, canoe down a river, and dream. That would save some women a lot of trouble.
The worst expression of the Prophet’s (Sallallahu ‘Alayhi Wa Sallam) anger towards his wife was that he would remain silent.
My wife obviously would like to have her husband right next to her. I keep telling her inshaAllah we will be together in paradise.
Most wives think of their husbands as bumbling braggarts with whom they happen to be in love.
After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.
When we believe in our thoughts, when we tell ourselves a story, we suffer. 'My husband doesn't respect me.' 'I should be thinner.' Those are stories. When there's no story, there's no suffering.
the Law has made the man and wife one person, and that one person the husband!
Me and my band and crew have always lived by the code: 'Work hard, play harder.'
