Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Love is not love

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 is unknown, although his height be taken.
William Shakespeare

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