1.
All our blasphemies are only little prayers.
Antoni Lange
2.
There live Christ and Nero in our hearts.
Antoni Lange
3.
People souls - perennial loners. They're loners like stray stars.
Antoni Lange
4.
I loved life too much to lust for life.
Antoni Lange
5.
Dead is the travel of all our travels.
Antoni Lange
6.
How many times have I created to destroy?
Antoni Lange
7.
Be - fight - feel the pain - and love the wounds!
Antoni Lange
8.
Dead is the cradle of everything.
Antoni Lange
