Death Was Like Love, A Romantic Escape.

I Only Want To Protect Animals From Barbarous, Cruel, Inhuman And Backward Rituals.

My Country, France, My Homeland, My Land Is Again Invaded By An Overpopulation Of Foreigners, Especially Muslims.

Nobody Has Any Security In Loving Me.

I Am Leaving The Town To The Invaders: Increasingly Numerous, Mediocre, Dirty, Badly Behaved, Shameless Tourists.

Every Age Can Be Enchanting, Provided You Live Within It.