Voyager, c'est naître et mourir à chaque instant.

“I'd like a drink. I desire to forget life. Life is a hideous invention by someb…”

“Desiring always to be in mourning, he clothed himself with night.”

“She had had sweet dreams, which possibly arose from teh fact that her little be…”

“l riso è il sole che scaccia l'inverno dal volto umano.”