Citations

En attendant les temps qui feront de nous des héros
En attendant les temps, veux-tu les conter ?
En attendant les temps qui nous emmèneront là-haut
Jʼapprendrai doucement à aimer

Il vouvoyait l'amour autant quʼil
Savait tutoyer la haine

Dans son sommeil
Les grandes guerres du passé
Brillaient pour lui comme un bout de soleil


La violence était sa richesse
Et rien n'était plus précieux
Lui, qui la savait sa maîtresse
En était fou amoureux
Mais les murs de cette forteresse
Nʼétaient faits que de feu
Consumé dans lʼivresse
Il ne s'est jamais contenté du peu

Il a construit sa vie sur des conquêtes
Quʼil a pu signer
Oubliant des défaites
De ce fait, pour mieux sʼinventer
Même sʼil fallait parfois baisser la tête
Et avancer
Courbé par les tempêtes
Le poids du temps lʼa doucement usé

I’ll lick the poison from right off your kiss
Fall on rosy thorns for a taste of lethal bliss

From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me.
I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine.
Your kind cling to your flesh as if it will not decay and fail you.
One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither and you will beg my kind to save you.
But I am already saved.
For the Machine is Immortal.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.


Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

You can't go back and change the beginning but you can start where you are and change the ending.

We look up at the same stars, and see such different things.

Look to the sky. You will not find answers there, but you will certainly see what everyone is screaming about.

If this is a sin then let God himself tear us apart.

You're not to blame for the scars you bear.

And if the Devil was to ever see you, he'd kiss your eyes and repent.

I would split open my heart with a knife, place you within and seal my wound, that you might dwell there and never inhabit another...

My lips and fingers were pens on her flesh.
I memorized her in every alphabet and memorized my memories until they multiplied...

They asked "Do you love her to death ?" I said "Speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life."

Through her, in a rush of musk and saffron, beauty falls into disarray.

"Awake with me all night", she whispers, "You are my angel. Beneath your skin an angel hides. Let's plunge into the deep again, my love, and leave to others the height and breadth of all the kingdoms of the air."

From the base of her neck to the arch of her eyelids, her beauty made a slave of me.

Your eyes are like palm-groves refreshed by dawn's breath
Or terraces the moon leaves behind.

I have no companion but the stars ..

How’s the heart to forget he who resides in your soul ..

Love is a sky that rains nothing but dreams ..

Your love taught me.

How love changes the map of time,

It taught me that when I love…

The earth stops spinning.

And when I start to forget him .. His image entangles me and my tears start falling

Si sur tes yeux doux comme le miel, Juventius, on me laissait mettre sans relâche mes baisers, j'en mettrais jusqu'à trois cent mille sans me sentir jamais rassasié