From my point of view, i believe that people are forgetting things that are not supposed to be forgotten, such as classic literature. I know that your first impression after reading the word 'classic literature' would be BORING. But to those who truly understand the beauty of it, they will merge with it. I'm sure that all of you have heard of sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare but have you ever heard of the sonnet 116 written by the same man? with this note i enclose the poem and the meaning of each lines so that you too will get the whole picture of what it truly means.....and perhaps then you will change your impressions and by any chance start to like classic literature....like i do....
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 will not give reasons as to why two true minded people should not be married
I will not admit any obstacle or denial to them, love would not be true love,
when it changes when the circumstances changes as well,
Or it moves from it firm stand when one of the lover is unfaithful,
No that is not true love! True love is a fixed mark like a light house,
That have witnessed the worse types of storm, yet never shaken,
It is the guidance star to every lost ship that need to find it's way,
And like that star, the true value of love is unknown even though it can be measured by hearts,
Love is not fooled by time and by appearances,
Beauty falls within the range of time's curved blade, for as one grows old, one's beauty shall fade in time,
Love shall not change by hours of weeks,
But it lives firm and strong till the end of one's life,
If what i state about love if not true and it is proven wrong,
Then i take back what i have written all this days or no men has truly loved.....
This is just beautiful...it's one of my fav...i hope you like it too.....oh and by the way, i written the meanings on my own self.