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Sunset at Land's End, San Francisco |
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove
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John Roddam Spencer Stanhope Love and the Maiden, 1877 Legion of Honor, San Francisco |
O no, it is an ever-fixèd mark,
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North tower of the Golden Gate Bridge |
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.
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Sea Monster from the baroque set painted for my wedding in 2010 |
William Shakespeare, Sonnet 116
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