Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when 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.
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when 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.
