读书会投票 | 爱情，苦涩而又甜蜜

Let me not to the marrriage of true minds

admit impediments.Love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove.

Oh no!It is an ever-fixed mark

That looks on tempesrs and is never shaken.

It is a star to every wandering bark,

Whose worth's un known 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 hiss berif hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved, I never wirt,nor no man ever loved.

-- William Shakespeare