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\"Love\'s not Time\'s Fool\"
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My public speaking essay from last year

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by [AntiManea ]

2004-02-02  |     | 



Love's not time’s fool indeed, as a matter of fact love is the only thing that lasts. We are the product of love, and it will keep on going as long as time will pass. Let me tell you a short story. Once upon a time on an island lived Wealthiness, Vanity, Loneliness, Love and so on. One day the island began sinking and the last one who remained unsaved was love. Love asked Wealthiness, who was passing in her yacht, to save her, but Wealthiness said “Oh…you’re so poor and your clothes are so old, no way...sorry, I’m not taking you in my lovely boat”. Next was Vanity, and loved asked her for help too, but Vanity said “Ihhh…you’re so dirty, look at you…so wet, you’ll mess up my boat” and passed on. Loneliness was passing by too and also was asked for help, she said “Oh Love, I would gladly take you in my poor boat, but I am so sad and I want to be alone right now”. Love was about to loose her hope, nobody helped her, but suddenly an old man came and said “Come into my boat Love, I’ll save you”, and the old man brought Love to the shore and went on without saying a word. Love shouted “At least tell me your name please”, and the old man said “I’m Time, Love”. So you see, time doesn’t destroy love, it helps it grow, it is the human vices that make love fade.
Love, no matter what kind, is the best thing that could ever happen to you. It feels your empty eyes and makes you see that the pleasures in life are not material, but spiritual. Time will save your love sooner or later, and if you feel lonely do not worry, your time is yet to come.
In the way of true love there is nothing standing, it’s like the sun and the sky, when the night comes, they run away in another place on earth, but always together. There are no impossible dreams, no impossible loves, and in my opinion, you can chain me, you can spy me, but you cannot guard my heart, because I put my love and my hope in it, and nobody can tear away my feelings.
Love and passion, we often confuse these things. You never know when love strikes you; you may never even fall in love, but keep on trying until passion becomes love. Me, if love gave me a little push, then I’m falling...
Love is the burning flame in your heart, you can’t always get what you want, but if you want the rainbow, you’ll have to put up with a little rain, and for those who love, time is eternity. If you ask me to wait an eternity for my love, I would say, why so little? Because time passes slow when you’re waiting, but it’s the goal that keeps you alive, and being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
Now, at the end of my discussion, I would like to quote Shakespeare “Love is not love that alters when alteration finds”.

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