No Offense, But I'd Rather Kiss The

Statues Lined The Stairs And Stood, Dotted Across The Roof. But They Had Been Brutalized By Time And The Weather. Some Were Missing Arms. Many Had No Faces. Once They Had Been Saints And Angels. Two Hundred Years Standing In London Had Turned Them Into Cripples.

I Love Writing Different Things.

You Cannot Defeat Your Enemies Until You Know Who They Are.

Go To Venice. Find Scorpia. And You Will Find Your Destiny.

You're My Closest Friend And You're Thousands Of Miles Away.