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“... 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 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.”
~ “Sonnet 116,” William Shakespeare
“Greater love has no one than this: To lay down one’s life for one’s friends.”
~ John 15:13, NIV