journey_to_the_end_of_the_night PeeT Pain came to me with a limp, bad breath, and a short memory. "i did not want you to come here," i said. "really?" he asked, smiling with one side of his mouth turned up and the opposite eyebrow lifted. "then why did you ask me to come?" 120501 ... raze "not much music left inside us for life to dance to. our youth has gone to the ends of the earth to die in the silence of the truth. and where, i ask you, can a man escape to, when he hasn't enough madness left inside him? the truth is an endless death agony. the truth is death. you have to choose: death or lies. i've never been able to kill myself." — louis-ferdinand céline 240704 what's it to you? who go blather from