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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 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."
Traditional Apache Indian wedding blessing:
"Now you will feel no rain, For each of you will
be shelter to the other. Now you will feel no cold, For each of you will be warmth to the
other. Now there is no more loneliness, For each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two bodies, But there is only one life before you. May your days be good and
long upon the earth."
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