Okay so it’s not a short and snappy quote, but I really love this poem so much:
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.
I’m not going to say too much about this poem (Sonnet 116), because I think everyone should just take it in for themselves. My favourite line that always stays with me is:
Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds
True love never dies. It remains no matter what happens in life and in this way, it really is magical and more powerful than anything else. True love is not fickle and does not fade as time goes on, it is always with us and builds us up and strengthens us throughout our lives. Such a simple point but so beautifully written that it encapsulates all that love really is!
Lots of love,