terça-feira, janeiro 16, 2007
posted by XAyiDe at 5:30 da tarde
"When this kind of fire starts, it is very hard to put out. The tender boughs of innocence burn first, and the wind rises, and then all goodness is in jeopardy. "

"D'ya think that if you were falling in space... that you'd slow down after a while, or go faster and faster?
Faster and faster... until after a while you wouldn't FEEL anything; and then your body would just burst into FIRE. And the angel's wouldn't help you, 'cause they've all gone away... "