Citations

Adressez-vous a l'intendance, nous, on ne paye plus, on ne connaît plus, on ne salue plus.
On méprise.

Tu m'emmerdes gentiment, affectueusement, avec amour, mais tu m'emmerdes.

"Let all human flesh be silent and let it stand with fear and trembling"

We must not make a scarecrow of the law,
Setting it up to fear the birds of prey,
And let it keep one shape, till custom make it
Their perch and not their terror.

The Apocalypse will come not with fire nor destruction, but with weeds and cracked concrete

I'd strike the Sun if it insulted me.

"You'll be met with a fierce reckoning, swear it on my mum's grave."

"Get your prayers in, you'll be swinging by noon."

"You called death to your door the instant you done me wrong."

"Know your place, boy. Know you damn place."

"There won't be nothing to fear soon. Till then, fear me."

"Sometimes a man's best work is what puts him in the grave."

And the Ocean Roared and the Ocean Howled

The minds of gods are not for mortals to know or to judge. Accept that Tzeentch has a place for all of us in his grand scheme, and be happy in the part you have to play.

Do not ask which creature screams in the night,
Do not question who waits for you in the shadow.
It is my cry that wakes you in the night,
And my body that crouches in the shadow.
I am Tzeentch and you are the puppet
That dances to my tune.

Every poem still tastes like you.

I’m doing my best to change that.

There is all of this grief you are carrying

and all of the grief I am carrying

and we meet and fall in love

but neither of us knows where to put all this grief

so we let it spill all over each other,

let it colour our edges like soot and smoke

that slowly finds its way into our mouths

and neither of us knows where the fire is,

yet here we are in ashes, in ashes,

holding each other and saying,

it will be all right.

I wish there was a way for you to grow flowers where you are, my little love. I hope you still remember their radiance. When you come home to me, they will be waiting - alive and beautiful and unforgettable, just like you.

“You’re the face I saw when murder entered my heart”

La mer... Cette grande femme éternelle, grise et aux yeux froids. Ses marées me parlaient comme elles le faisaient depuis ma naissance... dans le bruissement des vagues qui venaient lécher le sable, dans le gémissement plaintif de l'oiseau marin, dans son silence palpitant. "Je suis vieille et très sage (ruminait la mer). Je me moque de l'humain ; je tue les hommes et rejette même leurs corps sur la terre frémissante de peur. Il y a de la vie en mon sein, mais ce n'est pas une vie humaine (murmurait la mer), mes enfants haïssent les fils des hommes."

Un hurlement brisa le silence.

Les anciens dieux rêvent au dessus des lacs étincelants ;
Des fantômes arpentent la bruyère enténébrée.
Les vents nocturnes gémissent ; la lune, inquiétante,
Glisse hors de l'océan, tout au loin.
Sur les montagnes, d'une cime à l'autre, les sorcières, s'écrient.
Le loup gris cherche à gagner les hauteurs.
Tel un fourreau d'épée en or, loin au dessus de la lande,
Brille la lumière vagabonde.

Il y avait un magicien à la cour d’Assurbanipal, et la noire sagesse des éternités ne lui était pas refusée.

“Hello, I’d like to share the news of our lord and savior, my axe in your face!”

"He's a handsome man. Well, I suppose striking would be a better word. He certainly struck me. Repeatedly."

"A resolute defender, tempered by the merciless blows of innumerable assaults."