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.
William Shakespeare
(1564 - 1616)
Hello Friends.
Few updates; I'll be grateful if you could pass
them along to anyone you think might like to participate (your friends,
enemies, the aunt you think needs to get out, etc...).
* Promenade San Telmo nica milonga is
back!!!!!
For the month of October 9, 16, 30th. For
November and on check the web site
At the 3 rd St Promenade in Santa Monica (northern
end)
From 4-8pm
classes to resume on Wednesday October 19 2011. In Santa
Monica.
2523 17th Street Santa Monica, CA 90405