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William Shakespeare - Sonnet 116: "Let me not to the marriage of true minds..."
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	Let me not to the marriage of true minds
	Admit impediments. Love is not love
	Which alters when it alteration finds,
	Or bends with the remover to remove:
	O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
	That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
	It is the star to every wandering bark,
	Whose worth`s unknown, although his height be taken.
	Love`s not Time`s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
	Within his bending sickle`s compass come:
	Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
	But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
	If this be error and upon me proved,
	I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
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