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.

By William Shakespeare

Please read it and feel the passion and beauty it describes! I'm sure if you believe in love as I do, this Sonnet will inspire you as much as it has done me!
The love of every man and woman, throughout all the reaches of the world and time, pulses within these words! I challenge you to let them pulse through you too, every time you hear, or see, or even have a thought of Sonnet 116, I challenge you to feel the purity, the power, the absoluteness and the beauty of true, unchanging, unbendable, unquestionable and unquestioning Love.

Thanks guys,
Luke