Untitled forty-seventh Purge film

The point was in his being a gifted creature and that of all of his gifts the one that stood out preeminently, that carried with it a sense of real presence, was his ability to talk, his words—the gift of expression, the bewildering, the illuminating, the most exalted and the most contemptible, the pulsating stream of light or the deceitful flow from the heart of an impenetrable darkness.

Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness (1899)

“This bungle in the jungle, it’s all right by me. The horror. The horror.”