The future is always a dystopia in movies.

Freedom breeds uncertainty; uncertainty invites chaos.

Impossible is such a stupid word.

His truths may hurt me, but at least I know that they're truths. My mom and Cameron felt the need to make me feel better. He has no such obligation.

Outside, even through the shut window-pane, the world looked cold.

-- Но вы испытывали ненависть к своей новой службе? Концерну? Его шефам?-- Ничуть. <...> Ибо со своей точки зрения они действовали в строгом соответствии с логикой: чего ради они стали бы отказываться от такого доступного триумфа? Представьте себе, что генерал Миаха во время сражения за Мадрид позвонил генералу Франко и спросил у него: "Не хотите ли по дешевке откупить у меня мою авиацию? Уж больно много она жрет бензина".

I fell silent after that. I didn’t want to talk about such things anymore, at least today. My chest already hurt and I was trying to keep my mind calm. I didn’t want to think of a future so bleak and dark. I had plans for my future and they didn’t involve the world ending or society collapsing.

My też musimy wypełnić nasze zadanie, co oznacza między innymi pilne oglądanie telewizji i śmierć w wieku 62 lat. A cała wolność, o której możemy marzyć, to fajka, parę dowcipów i trochę nadprogramowego pieprzenia. Nie traćmy tego, co mamy, dobrze?

Writing, painting, singing - it cannot stop everything. Cannot halt death in its tracks. But perhaps it can make the pause between death's footsteps sound and look and feel beautiful, can make the space of waiting a place where you can linger without as much fear. For we are all walking each other to our deaths, and the journey there between footsteps makes up our lives.

I didn’t really comprehend what was happening or how tonight had changed us and the course of our future, but I instinctively knew that things would never be the same again. Something had ended and something was definitely beginning, I just didn’t have the knowledge base to know what.