An Immense hatred keeps me alive... i would live for a thousand years if i were certain of seeing the whole world croak.
Louis-Ferdinand CelineA God who counts minutes and pennies, a desperate sensual God, who grunts like a pig. A pig with golden wings, who falls and falls, always belly side up, ready for caresses, thatโs him, our master. Come, kiss me.
Louis-Ferdinand Celine