Top 1200 Wedding Bells Quotes & Sayings - Page 8

I wonder which is worse-the death, not knowing what comes after, or the wedding, when you think you know, but you're wrong.

Scientists have discovered a food that reduces a woman's sex drive by 99%. Wedding cake.

This is the gospel of labour, ring it, ye bells of the kirk! The Lord of Love came down from above, to live with the men who work. This is the rose that He planted, here in the thorn-curst soil: Heaven is blest with perfect rest, but the blessing of Earth is toil.

Before 'Insecure,' I was a wedding emcee - a host for weddings. That's a world that a lot of people are not familiar with.

A wedding is the formality a man has to go through before going to work for a new boss.

Death is but changing of our robes to wait in wedding garments at the Eternal's gate.

There's a coffin in the back of the church as the wedding is going on ... Look, I'm a romantic. I like marriage...In the movies.

From the Nonphysical, you created you, and now from the physical, you continue to create - and we are nothing if we are not flow-ers of Energy. We must have objects of attention, that are ringing our bells, in order to feel the fullness of who we are - flowing through us - for the continuation of All-That-Is. That is what puts the eternalness in eternity.

I love pizza. I want to marry it, but it would just be to eat her family at the wedding.

Wedding: the point at which a man stops toasting a woman and begins roasting her.

It's important to still look like yourself on your wedding day, so I didn't do anything drastic.

I love bells, clocks, watches - and I recall that at first photographic implements were related to techniques of cabinetmaking and the machinery of precision: cameras, in short, were clocks for seeing.

My wife Staci made me go to a wedding last weekend...If it weren’t for her, I’d be happy.

At one point, I had a story accepted at the 'New Yorker,' which sent off weird bells in people when I told them - 'Oh,' they thought, 'now you are a writer' - where I really had been for the last 30-odd years.

Well, what I mean is that I shouldn't mind being a bride at a wedding, if I could be one without having a husband.

I sang a song at my sister's wedding. My mother forced me into that, too. But that one felt all right.

I hope that when I'm 80 years old, people will still be talking about my wedding.

The lehenga I was wearing for my wedding weighed almost 10 kilos. It was a challenge, but I gave it my best.

Narciso Rodriguez was my first fashion big brother. He made my wedding dress, which was wonderful.

When you write about a Muslim woman, like I did with my previous novels - 'Minaret', for example, which is about a woman who starts to wear the hijab - it sets all the alarm bells ringing.

I'd like to dispel the myth that when you put a wedding ring on a woman, her brain stops.

I don't want to have a big wedding. I don't crave that ritual of dress fittings, party planning and all eyes being on you.

If you were to close your eyes and walk into a place of worship, the sounds and smells would alert you to where you were: ringing bells, incense, the rumble of a massive organ. Most brands are lacking these sensory stimuli.

The alarm bells sound regularly: cybergeddon; the next Pearl Harbor; one of the greatest existential threats facing the United States. With increasing frequency, these are the grave terms officials invoke about the menace of cybercrime - and they're not understating the threat.

We've all been a little confused this past week, because our dearly beloved Westertoren bells have been carted off to be melted down for the war, so we have no idea of the exact time, either night or day.

My attachment to my wedding ring is a powerful symbol of the infinite love that I have for my wife and children.

In the late '80s, as a child, I used to shoot short films on my friend's wedding camera.

Like, when I write a song, the song comes first before production. Everything is written on an acoustic guitar so you can strip away everything from it and have it be equally as entertaining and good without the bells and whistles.

I don't like working in a studio, at all. I just prefer to be on location, rather than hearing the bells of the studio going off. It's like being in Las Vegas, where no one knows the time and there are no windows.

Well... Actually I got picked because I was the only one who fit the wedding gown - they had my size.

When it comes to wardrobe essentials, a man should have a well-fitted suit that he can wear to work or a wedding.

When I am in the battlefield, I love it more than my wedding night with the most beautiful of women

Wedding dress shopping is basically like dating. You pick the one based on how you feel.

Madelyne, we're married now. 'Tis a usual occurrence to bed one's wife on the wedding night.

Don't say a woman is crazy just because she runs away from her wedding.

I would love to DJ the royal wedding. Just so I could play Candle in the Wind non-stop.

I don't ever really feel that wearing my wedding ring is what determines me being married or not.

A woman seldom asks advice before she has bought her wedding clothes.

Why did they keep changing guitars and amplifiers when they were perfect? They did the same things with cars, if you ask me. They forgot how to make them right, because they focused on style and bells and whistles.

God forbid I do the 'Electric Slide' at a wedding or something. People would lose their minds.

The bells themselves are the best of preachers, Their brazen lips are learned teachers, From their pulpits of stone, in the upper air, Sounding aloft, without crack or flaw, Shriller than trumpets under the Law, Now a sermon and now a prayer.

The best romance is inside marriage; the finest love stories come after the wedding, not before.

It is sweet that people want to know everything about my wedding, but they should also respect my privacy.

I think a perfect wedding would be where only your close family and friends are there.

You know, my endeavour is to blend into the larger picture. That was one of the strengths of my acting in 'Monsoon Wedding.'

I wish grace and healing were more abracadabra kind of things. Also, that delicate silver bells would ring to announce grace's arrival. But no, it's clog and slog and scootch, on the floor, in the silence, in the dark.

It was the marriage that was important; Jane Austen rarely even bothered to write about the wedding.

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

It is Sunday, mid-morning-Sunday in the living room, Sunday in the kitchen, Sunday in the woodshed, Sunday down the road in the village: I hear the bells, calling me to share God's grace.

Are you quite sure that all those bells and whistles, all those wonderful facilities of your so called powerful programming languages, belong to the solution set rather than the problem set?

I was the only kid at Camp Don Bosco who would admit he was an alter boy back home, so I served two masses a day all summer. But I loved the cassock and surplice, ringing the bells, lighting the candles - it was like being a glamrock roadie for God.

The wedding took place in Vermont, where they have legalized gay civil unions, and I married a woman.

Salaam Bombay' and 'Monsoon Wedding' are the two Mira Nair films I go back to.

I'll get pretty much everything the way I want it. I've always dreamed of a beach wedding.

This world o' God's is brighter Than we ever dream or know; Its burdens growin' lighter- An' it's Love that makes 'em so! An' I'm thankful that I'm livin' Where Love's blessedness I see, 'Neath a Heaven that's forgivin' Where the bells ring 'Home' to me!

I don't talk about my personal life in the press; that's how I kept my wedding a secret.

For the fee of $10,000, anyone could be escorted to a room, handed a loaded gun and offered another human to kill. The concept made me nauseous. But it also felt real, and rang bells with my more cynical side.

Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunder-storm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year. Even when a new century begins it is only we mortals who ring bells and fire off pistols.

Be it a private event or a college fest or the occasional wedding sangeet, my visits to Noida are frequent.

And London shops on Christmas Eve Are strung with silver bells and flowers As hurrying clerks the City leave To pigeon-haunted classic towers, And marbled clouds go scudding by The many-steepled London sky