To his mind, the essence of such a husband lay in his being, so to say, ‘the eternal husband,’ or rather in being, all his life, a husband and nothing more. ‘Such a man is born and grows up only to be a husband, and, having married, is promptly transformed into a supplement of his wife, even when he happens to have unmistakable character of his own. The chief sign of such a husband is a certain decoration. He can no more escape wearing horns than the sun can help shining; he is not only unaware of the fact, but is bound by the very laws of his nature to be unaware of it.

-F. Dostoevsky