It Is No Learning To Understand What

The Truth Thy Speech Doth Show, Within My Heart Reproves The Swelling Pride.

Do Not Be Afraid; Our Fate Cannot Be Taken From Us; It Is A Gift.

He Is, Most Of All, L'amor Che Move Il Sole E L'altre Stelle.

The Loser, When A Game Of Dice Is Done, Remains Behind Reviewing Every Roll Sadly, And Sadly Wiser, And Alone.

In Each Fire There Is A Spirit; Each One Is Wrapped In What Is Burning Him.