May The Devil Himself Splatter You With

I Have Seafoam In My Veins, I Understand The Language Of Waves.

The Eyes Of The Dead Are Closed Gently; We Also Have To Open Gently The Eyes Of The Living.

It Is Not I Who Become Addicted, It Is My Body.

Victor Hugo Was A Madman Who Thought He Was Victor Hugo

Vivre Est Une Chute Horizontale. Life Is A Horizontal Fall.