love is not love which alters when it alteration finds ...

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediment. 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 upon 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 Times fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Lover alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But it bears out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
-Shakespeare's Sonnet 116

"You know, it's attitudes like yours that prevent storyboard romances from happening. You're way too cynical.
-Dawson's Creek (Episode 1.3)