I Would Like To Carve My Novel

The Lake And The Mountains Have Become My Landscape, My Real World.

I Adore Life But I Dont Fear Death. I Just Prefer To Die As Late As Possible.

I Would Like To Carve My Novel In A Piece Of Wood.

Madame....gloatingly Savored Her Words As Earlier She Had Savored Her Pig's Trotter.

I Have Made Love To Ten Thousand Women.