«I can't stand light. I hate weather. My idea of heaven is moving from one smoke-filled room to another.»
Peter Seamus Lorcan O’Toole (1932-2013). Rest in peace. Or fly through the smoke-filled rooms to the sparkling stars, if you do not want peace.
«I can't stand light. I hate weather. My idea of heaven is moving from one smoke-filled room to another.»
Peter Seamus Lorcan O’Toole (1932-2013). Rest in peace. Or fly through the smoke-filled rooms to the sparkling stars, if you do not want peace.