Fools, Your Reward Is Neither Here Nor

Living Life Tomorrow's Fate, Though Thou Be Wise, Thou Canst Not Tell Nor Yet Surmise; Pass, Therefore, Not Today In Vain, For It Will Never Come Again.

So I Be Written In The Book Of Love. I Do Not Care About That Book Above. Erase My Name, Or Write It As You Will. So I Be Written In The Book Of Love.

The Secret Must Be Kept From All Non-people. The Mystery Must Be Hidden From All Idiots.

How Sad, A Heart That Does Not Know How To Love, That Does Not Know What It Is To Be Drunk With Love. If You Are Not In Love, How Can You Enjoy The Blinding Light Of The Sun, The Soft Light Of The Moon?

The Moving Finger Writes; And, Having Writ, Moves On: Nor All Your Piety Nor Wit Shall Lure It Back To Cancel Half A Line, Nor All Your Tears Wash Out A Word Of It.