Simona Panova Quotes

I was beginning to agree with the thesis that some truths were better off dead.And buried.

His character would be blamed, loathed, discussed, and adored – but somewhere there, behind his mask of a hero, Cardew would remain faceless.Anonymous.

Gray.The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain drifting around resembled transparent molten steel, the pavement looked like it was about to burst into disconsolate tears, even the air itself was gray, so ultimate and ubiquitous that colour was everywhere around me.Gray...

Insane love.Loving insanity.Insanity and love...

And what if you try to kill me? Or worse: to kiss me?

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –