Where There's a Will There's a Way

Having been up most of the night with my nose to the grindstone, I’m feeling a little drained this morning. The thought of how much work I’ve cranked out in the last 24 hours is overwhelming to say the least. But, like all things worth fighting for, of course, I have actually had to fight to earn my undergraduate degree (mentally, I mean.. not in an actual boxing match or some prissy catfight).

So to anyone and everyone battling through 

school,

work, 

a relationship, 

whatever, 

this one’s for you. Chin up and stick to it. It’s worth it in the end.

William Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds

 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-fixèd 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.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

For more Shakespearian sonnets, click here.