I say, I saw that this situation of mine was the precise situation of every mortal that breathes; only, in most cases, he, one way or other, has this Siamese connexion with a plurality of other mortals.
Moby Dick by Herman Melville (chapter 73, The Monkey-Rope)
"I beg your pardon, but are you asking me to believe that Anne killed eight men, risked her life, utterly destroyed both our reputations, to say nothing of the damage done to her relationship with me, to remove you from that tent, and that she did it all because she secretly wants to fuck you?"
[video description: Jack's monologue (transcribed above) cuts to a montage of Max scenes set to Bodak Yellow by Cardi B. /end description]
– "Chemtrails Over the Country Club," Lana Del Rey
(Insp. by x)
[Image ID: 4 desaturated images from Black Sails overlain with text. Image 1: A close-up of Max as she looks to the side, hair blowing in the wind. Image 2: A close-up of Silver looking to the side, dripping wet. Image 3: Silver from the back as he sits in a boat on Skeleton Island. Image 4: Max from the back as she leans with her hands on her office desk. Text reads, "You're in the wind / I'm in the water / Nobody's son / Nobody's daughter." end ID]