Everything goes quickly, everything is torn from the night, from fatigue, from the despondency that we feel shooting in this deaf violence, this instinctive brutality.
“My experience tells me that illusion isn’t some feathery or inconstant thing. It has the vitality, and caloricity too. Being able to produce longing, it’s wholesome food. And longing, as I see it, is the energy that keeps us alive when all other life supports are shut off.”
Jovanka Živanović