We were pretty good mates until the Beatles started to split up and Yoko came into it. It was more like old army buddies splitting up on account of wedding bells.

I've always been the type to fall in love fast and with every boyfriend I plan out my wedding in my head.

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

No wedding bells for me anymore. I've been happily married to my profession for years.

You may invite the entire 35th Division to your wedding if you want to. I guess it's going to be yours as well as mine. We might as well have the church full while we are at it.

Saw a wedding in the church. It was strange to see what delight we married people have to see these poor fools decoyed into our condition.

The one thing that I'm in charge of in this wedding is the food.

All weddings except those with shotguns in evidence are wonderful.

I get very nervous when I have to take my wedding ring off.

When he came back from downtown he had forgotten to bring his license his identification the $2 for the wedding license. So we got married two days later.

I want the big drama. I always said I don't want a wedding I want a parade.

And we've got a toaster and everything. So there is no reason for the wedding.

The Wedding March has a bit of a death march in it.

People always complain 'you never invited me to your wedding' but I prefer casual weddings.

I really did put up all my wedding pictures on my website. And I swear to you my wedding pictures got downloaded just as much as my bikini pictures.

A wedding is such a girl thing.

Personally I'm an advocate for short engagements. Long sometimes means there is a reason for it. Two years engaged and no wedding... I'd be upset.

I don't know nothing about no marriages or nothing. I ain't even never been to a wedding.

It was only literally hours after the wedding when he felt he didn't have to keep up the facade.

In the '50s a lot of girls never saw beyond the wedding day.

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

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