Love poems

William Shakespeare

Sonnet 116

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 wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his heighth 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.

Citate de dragoste

• 'The first duty of love is to listen.'
  ~ Paul Tillich
• 'Love is like war,
  Easy to begin but hard to end.'
  ~ Anonymous
• 'I love you - those three words have my life in them.'
  ~ Alexandrea to Nicholas III