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