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Only the sacrifice of an innocent god could justify the endless and universal torture of innocence.

Albert Camus, The Rebel: An Essay on Man in Revolt (1951). (via speciesbarocus)

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“The afternoon with students. The don’t feel the real problem; their nostalgia is evident. In this country where everything is done to prove that life isn’t tragic, they feel something is missing. This great effort is pathetic, but one must reject the tragic after having looked at it, not before.”

— Albert Camus, American Journals

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Narcos: Intro

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“These scents of grass and stars at night, certain evenings when the heart relaxes–how shall I negate this world whose power and strength I feel? Yet all the knowledge on earth will give nothing to assure me that this world is mine.”

— Albert Camus, The Myth oF Sisyphus (via paperbacksunday)

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Narcos: Episode 4

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“I don’t know where I’m going from here, but I promise it won’t be boring.”

— David Bowie

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Deborah Harry, Coney Island, New York, August 7, 1977 by Bob Gruen

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Where is it I’ve read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his death, that if he had to live on some high rock, on such a narrow ledge that he’d only room to stand, and the ocean, everlasting darkness, everlasting solitude, everlasting tempest around him, if he had to remain standing on a square yard of space all his life, a thousand years, eternity, it were better to live so than to die at once! Only to live! To live and live! Life, whatever it may be!…

Fyodor Dostoevsky in ‘Crime and Punishment’

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Magic City: Episode One

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“Beneath a tender, fresh, cloudy sky, Montevideo unrolls its beaches–charming city where everything implies happiness–and a spiritless happiness.”

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Albert Camus, American Journals

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john wick + rome

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“I wear my heart on my sleeve and that can hurt. To be vulnerable is an enriching way to live, but when it goes wrong it can be agonising. But if you don’t open your heart to people, you end up being excluded from the rest of the world.”

— Keanu Reeves

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Suicide 1964

Andy Warhol

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“Listen, if stars are lit it means—there is someone who needs it. It means—someone wants them to be, that someone deems those specks of spit magnificent. And overwrought, in the swirls of afternoon dust, he bursts in on God, afraid he might be already late. In tears, he kisses God’s sinewy hand and begs him to guarantee that there will definitely be a star. He swears he won’t be able to stand that starless ordeal. Later, He wanders around, worried, but outwardly calm. And to everyone else, he says: ‘Now, it’s all right. You are no longer afraid, are you?’ Listen, if stars are lit, it means—there is someone who needs it. It means it is essential that every evening at least one star should ascend over the crest of the building.”

— Vladimir Mayakovsky, “Listen!”, trans. unknown

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Roma (2018)

Directed by Alfonso Cuarón Cinematography by Alfonso Cuarón

“We are alone. No matter what they tell you, we women are always alone.”

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“The sky is white with haze and heat, a dead but unbearable brilliance, as if the sun had been liquified and spread out in the thickness of the clouds over the whole expanse of the celestial skullcap.”

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Albert Camus, American Journals