Wedding Readings To Make Your Big Day Special

From classic to the more contemporary, a passaage of meaningful words read by a close friend or member of your bridal party can often be the highlight of your wedding ceremony. Whether you want to bring the house down in peals of laughter or in floods of heartfelt tears, these wedding readings (if executed correctly…sans dodgy microphone) will have your guests on the edge of their seats. Pass the tissues guys, things are about to get emotional….


Love is a temporary madness,
it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides.

And when it subsides you have to make a decision.

You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together
that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.

Because this is what love is.

Love is not breathlessness,
it is not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of eternal passion.

That is just being “in love” which any fool can do.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

Those that truly love, have roots that grow towards each other underground,
and when all the pretty blossom have fallen from their branches,
they find that they are one tree and not two

From Captain Corelli’s Mandolin by Louis de Bernieres

Wedding Readings Bride Shakespeare’s sonnets are always a great option for readings


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.

Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare

Wedding Readings Table Why not think outside the box and go for your favourite song lyrics?

Mine all mine,


Away we go, Over lines

I won’t let go, she knows why.

She feeds my soul.

She feeds my mind.



Sun in the morning.

My sun, every morning

My star of the evening.

My moon, always beaming



He loves to watch me go

He hates to watch me go

I hate to watch him go

I love to watch him go


That’s because I always know, she’s always coming home

That’s because he always knows, I’m always coming home


Sun in the morning

My sun every morning

My star of the evening

My moon always beaming


Sun in the morning

My sun every morning


He talks right to my soul

She talks right to my soul


Sun In The Morning by Future Islands


Wedding Reading Groom ‘She feeds me daily soul, He feeds me daily soul’


I wanna be your vacuum cleaner

breathing in your dust

I wanna be your Ford Cortina

I will never rust

If you like your coffee hot

let me be your coffee pot

You call the shots

I wanna be yours



I wanna be your electric meter

I will not run out

I wanna be the electric heater

you’ll get cold without

I wanna be your setting lotion

hold your hair in deep devotion

Deep as the deep Atlantic ocean

that’s how deep is my devotion


I Wanna Be Yours by John Cooper Clarke


Wedding Readings - Car Punk poet John Cooper Clarke knows how to tug some heart strings

When he looked into her dark eyes, and saw that her lips were poised between a laugh and silence, he learned the most important part of the language that all the world spoke — the language that everyone on earth was capable of understanding in their heart.

It was love. Something older than humanity, more ancient than the desert. Something that exerted the same force whenever two pairs of eyes met, as had theirs here at the well. She smiled, and that was certainly an omen — the omen he had been awaiting, without even knowing he was, for all his life.

The omen he had sought to find with his sheep and in his books, in the crystals and in the silence of the desert.

It was the pure Language of the World. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time. What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life, and that, with no need for words, she recognized the same thing.

He was more certain of it than of anything in the world. He had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language. Because, when you know that language, it’s easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it’s in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant.

There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world.


The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho


Wedding readings - bridesmaid ‘Without such love, one’s dreams would have no meaning’

I love you, not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.

I love you, not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you, for the part of me that you bring out. I love you, for putting your hand into my heaped-up heart, and passing over all the foolish, weak things that you can’t help dimly seeing there, and for drawing out, into the light, all the beautiful belongings that no one else had looked quite far enough to find.

I love you, because you are helping me to make of the lumber of my life, not a tavern, but a temple. Out of the works of my every day, not a reproach, but a song. I love you, because you have done more than any creed could have done to make me good, and more than any fate could have done to make me happy. You have done it without a touch, without a word, without a sign. You have done it by being yourself. Perhaps that is what being a friend means, after all.

I Love You by Roy Croft