"You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant… oh, fuck it." - The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)
Viktor Vasnetsov, Knight at the Crossroads (1878) / Arctic Monkeys, Who The FucK Are Arctic Monkeys (2006)
"But It is the nature of stars to cross, and never was Shakespeare more wrong than when he has Cassius note, ”The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves"