"We Don't Need To Win This War. In Fact, We're Going To Lose It, But Very Slowly. And You, My Boys And

"We don't need to win this war. In fact, we're going to lose it, but very slowly. And you, my boys and girls in red... We're the fucking dregs of society. A team with the biggest losers in history: trans, criminals, scumbags, gays, Balkans, Latin Americans. What the fuck can they teach us about losing? We know the terrible feeling of a slow defeat. We know it."

Dear Milena,

I wish the world were ending tomorrow. Then I could take the next train, arrive at your doorstep in Vienna, and say: “Come with me, Milena. We are going to love each other without scruples or fear or restraint. Because the world is ending tomorrow.” Perhaps we don’t love unreasonably because we think we have time, or have to reckon with time. But what if we don't have time? Or what if time, as we know it, is irrelevant? Ah, if only the world were ending tomorrow. We could help each other very much.

― Franz Kafka

Parks and Recreation (2009-2015)

Love in the Afternoon (1957) dir. Billy Wilder

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