Your tears are my fuel , \ | / ,
E / F
That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange aeons even death may die.
A man goes to see a wizard and asks, 'Can you lift a curse that a priest put on me years ago?'
'Maybe,' says the wizard. 'If you can remember the exact words of the curse.'
The man replies, 'I now pronounce you man and wife.'