Memory Is What Makes Us Young Or

Christianity Ruined Emperors, But Saved Peoples.

Take Time As It Comes, The Wind As It Blows, Woman As She Is.

The Fumes Of Wine Fermented In My Head; It Was One Of Those Moments Of Intoxication When All That Ones Sees And Hears, Speaks To One Of The Adored.... One Would Willingly Embrace All Who Smile, And One Feels That He Is Brother Of All Who Live.

In My Flowery Dreams There's Always You. I Do Not Regret It One Bit.

Look At The Sun! It’s Dry, It’s Dead, It Needs A Drink, It Wants Blood! And I’ll Give It Blood!