This week Eden asks the words we’d say at a birthday party, with an open mic. What words are important to us. The scope of this had me a bit stuck. Clearly – well, I hope it’s clear! – words are important to me. And there’s so many good ones; song lyrics, poetry – how would I narrow it down? Then while washing myself in the shower this morning I saw the tattoo across my left ribs. It is a quote from Shakespeare’s 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.
So yeah, those are the words I am going with for today. Love isn’t all you need but it does make the world go ’round. It is what remains, when all else is gone.