“…sorrow was always the bedfellow of depravity.”
“Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows”
“Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.”
“Pride, she thought drearily, was a cold bedfellow.”
“To be an artist was to have failure as your constant bedfellow.”
“I pledged to make this marriage. Now it is a matter of honor.""Honor is a cold bedfellow.”