LOVE: Deception of the flesh and damage to the spirit. Disease of the soul, atrophy of the brain, weakening of the heart, corruption of the senses, poetic lies from which one gets ferociously inebriated two or three times a day in order to consume this precious but stupid life more quickly. And yet I would prefer to die of love. Its the only swindler, after Judas, that can kill with a kiss.
Renzo NovatoreMy motto is: walk expropriating and igniting, always leaving behind me howls of moral offenses and smoking trunks of old things.
Renzo Novatore