A philosopher was asked how he would choose his wife.

The philosopher replied:

She shouldn’t be so beautiful that others cast their eyes on her, nor so unattractive that my own heart grows weary of her.

She shouldn’t be so tall that I have to lift my neck, nor so short that I have to bow my head.

She shouldn’t be so heavy that she blocks the passage of air, nor so thin that she feels like a mere shadow.

She shouldn’t be so fair that she looks like wax, nor so dark that she seems like a silhouette.

She shouldn’t be ignorant that it’s difficult to explain things to her, nor so highly educated that she argues all the time.

She shouldn’t be so wealthy that she claims, "This is my property," nor so poor that my children fall into hardship.

She shouldn’t be short-tempered that it’s hard to placate her, nor constantly making demands.

She shouldn’t be a screamer that her voice bursts my eardrums, nor so silent that there is no sound at all.

It is said that this philosopher ultimately died a bachelor! 😭🤣😂🤣