Hors Sandwich Schinken / Ham Schnitt / Cut Stücke / Pieces Vierzig / Forty
Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places.
I just wanted to be an ordinary parish priest.
I'm a person who has to eat! I graze every few hours.
Hell hath no fury like a bureaucrat scorned.
I cannot stand for more than half an hour in one place.
One guy wanted an outline of my foot. Another guy wanted locks of my hair.
I never had the chance to consider what or how I wanted to be.
Jim wanted to be known as a poet, first and foremost.
We don't fight about money... I hate to see people fight about money.
