In marriage there are no manners to keep up, and beneath the wildest accusations no real criticism. Each is familiar with that ancient child in the other who may erupt again. We are not ridiculous to ourselves. We are ageless. That is the luxury of the wedding ring.
The longing to produce great inspirations didn't produce anything but more longing.
Faced with the choice between changing one's mind and proving that there is no need to do so, almost everyone gets busy on the proof.