David

“Capital is an abstract parasite, an insatiable vampire and zombie maker; but the living flesh it converts into dead labor is ours, and the zombies it makes are us.”
― Mark Fisher, Capitalist Realism: Is There No Alternative?

“The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

“I don’t understand anything about the ballet; all I know is that during the intervals the ballerinas stink like horses.”
― Anton Chekhov

“We can never flee the misery that is within us.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha