The Moving Finger Writes; And Having Writ,

A Hair Divides What Is False And True.

Realise This: One Day Your Soul Will Depart From Your Body And You Will Be Drawn Behind The Curtain That Floats Between Us And The Unknown. While You Wait For That Moment, Be Happy, Because You Don't Know Where You Came From And You Don't Know Where You Will Be Going.

My Friend, Let's Not Think Of Tomorrow, But Let's Enjoy This Fleeting Moment Of Life.

Drink! For You Know Not Whence You Came Nor Why.

A Loaf Of Bread, A Jug Of Wine, And Thou.