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David Thewlis in Naked (1993)

Joy Division opening up for Johnny Thunders & The Heartbreakers, 1977

The Myth of Sysiphus, Albert Camus

"My life may find a meaning in it, but that is trifling. It ceases to be that exercise in detachment and passion which crowns the splendor and futility of a man’s life."

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Play it as it lays, Joan Didion

"Why was she crying, he wanted to know. Because he made her so happy, she said, and for that moment believed it."

Skagboys, Irvine Welsh

"She’d grown to believe that suffering only led to more suffering. There was just comfort, it was the only thing we could offer each other."

A Clockwork Orange, Anthony Burgess

"I was eighteen now, just gone. Eighteen was not a young age. At eighteen old Wolfgang Amadeus had written concertos and symphonies and operas and oratorios and all that cal, no, not cal, heavenly music. And then there was old Felix M. with his Midsummer Night’s Dream Overture. And there were others. And there was this like French poet set by old Benjy Britt, who had done all his best poetry by the age of fifteen, O my brothers. Arthur, his first name. Eighteen was not all that young an age, then. But what was I going to do?"

Beyond Good and Evil, Friedrich Nietzsche

"What a person IS begins to betray itself when his talent decreases,—when he ceases to show what he CAN do. Talent is also an adornment; an adornment is also a concealment."

Trainspotting, Irvine Welsh

"However, Renton is going through one of his frequent self-analytical phases and this smug complacency soon evaporates. Actually, this woman’s arse isn’t that fat, he reasons. He notes that he is operating his self-deception mechanism again. Part of him believes that he is by far the most attractive person in the bar. The reason for this being that he can always find something hideous in the most gorgeous individual. By focusing on that isolated ugly part, he can then mentally nullify their beauty. On the other hand, his own ugly bits don’t bother him, because he is used to them, and in any case, can’t see them."

Alain Delon and Jane Birkin photographed by Werner Bokelberg on the set of La Piscine (1969).

Daisies (1966)

"When the Czech director Věra Chytilová made Daisies, her second feature, Czechoslovakia had endured nearly two decades of repressive Communist rule, and she was one of the leading voices in a new generation of filmmakers who expressed resistance through gestures of allegorical insubordination that were semantically slippery enough to possibly get by the censors. Similarly, the Maries operate like guerrilla insurgents across Prague, disguising their true intentions and refusing to dutifully submit their bodies for either labor or male gratification."

Christiane F. (1981)

“I was cured, all right!”

Malcolm McDowell in A Clockwork Orange (1971)

Fear and loathing in Las Vegas, Hunter S. Thompson

"Strange memories on this nervous night in Las Vegas. Five years later? Six? It seems like a lifetime, or at least a Main Era—the kind of peak that never comes again. San Francisco in the middle sixties was a very special time and place to be a part of. Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run … but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant.…"

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Breaking Bad 2.07 "Negro Y Azul"

William S. Burroughs, Naked lunch

"Writers talk about the sweet-sick smell of death whereas any junky can tell you that death has no smell … at the same time a smell that shuts off breath and stops blood … colorless no-smell of death … no one can breathe and smell it through pink convolutions and black blood filters of flesh … the death smell is unmistakably a smell and complete absence of smell … smell absence hits the nose first because all organic life has smell … stopping of smell is felt like darkness to the eyes, silence to the ears, stress and weightlessness to the balance and location sense … You always smell it and give it out for others to smell during junk withdrawal … A kicking junky can make a whole apartment unlivable with his death smell … but a good airing will stink the place up again so a body can breathe … You also smell it during one of those oil burner habits that suddenly starts jumping geometric like a topping forest fire … Cure is always: Let Go! Jump!"

"To most people, mescalin is almost completely innocuous. Unlike alcohol, it does not drive the taker into the kind of uninhibited action which results in brawls, crimes of violence and traffic accidents. A man under the influence of mescalin quietly minds his own business. Moreover, the business he minds is an experience of the most enlightening kind, which does not have to be paid for (and this is surely important) by a compensatory hangover."

The Doors of Perception / Heaven and Hell, Aldous Huxley

"Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss."

-Slouching Towards Bethlehem: Essays, Joan Didion