wedding

I knew the moment I met her that she was trouble...
or that I was in trouble...
or that we would get into trouble together -
and then we danced.
                                                             ~ Scott Nilsson

I can still see the amber sunset and the Statue of Liberty through the newly-wedded paned-glass of Windows on the World that Sunday evening three weeks before the Towers fell. We left the wedding dozens of roses in hand the bride and groom needed not there was such a surfeit. That view I experienced is a sight that now exists for birds alone and, perchance, a lingering spirit or two; or, if the fates be cruel, a whispered echo of that golden-haired bartender's gorgeous smile.

Many people spend more time in planning the wedding than they do in planning the marriage

My face looks like a wedding cake left out in the rain.

The lucky man is the one who is not even invited to the wedding.

Marriage is a three ring circus: engagement ring, wedding ring and suffering.

A man looks pretty small at a wedding, George. All those good women standing shoulder to shoulder, making sure that the knot's tied in a mighty public way.

Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory.

Since Americans throw rice at weddings, do Asians throw hamburgers?

The day after that wedding night I found that a distance of a thousand miles, abyss and discovery and irremediable metamorphosis, separated me from the day before.