Getting divorced didn't sour me on the institution of marriage. I'll tell you what I'll never do: I'll never get divorce — Eddie Murphy
Getting divorced didn't sour me on the institution of marriage. I'll tell you what I'll never do: I'll never get divorce — Eddie Murphy
Getting divorced didn't sour me on the institution of marriage. I'll tell you what I'll never do: I'll never get divorce — Eddie Murphy
Getting divorced didn't sour me on the institution of marriage. I'll tell you what I'll never do: I'll never get divorce — Eddie Murphy
Getting divorced didn't sour me on the institution of marriage. I'll tell you what I'll never do: I'll never get divorce — Eddie Murphy
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Getting divorced didn't sour me on the institution of marriage. I'll tell you what I'll never do: I'll never get divorced again.

— Eddie Murphy
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