Bella Baxter: If I know the world I can improve it.
Harry Astley: You can't. This is the real point. Don't accept the lie of religion, socialism, capitalism. We are a fucked species. Know it. Hope is smash-able, realism is not. Protect yourself with the truth.
Bella Baxter: I realize what you are now Harry. Just a broken little boy who cannot bear the pain of the world.
Swiney: We must work. We must make money. But more than that Bella, we must experience everything. Not just the good, but degradation, horror, sadness. This makes us whole Bella, makes us people of substance. Not flighty, untouched children. Then we can know the world. And when we know the world, the world is ours.
Bella Baxter: I want that.
Swiney: Now go and fuck someone and bring me ten francs.
[on the wailing infant] I must go punch that baby.
[after sex]
Bella Baxter: Why do people not just do this *all* the time?
Duncan Wedderburn: [chuckles] Well, at the risk of being immodest: You've just been thrice fucked by the very best. It's probable no other man will ever bring you to the raptures I have. I feel bad for you.
Bella Baxter: Well, then it will just be *you* I do furious jumping with.
Duncan Wedderburn: [chuckles] Furious jumping? I love that.
My father once told me, "Always carve with compassion." He was a fucking idiot, but it's not bad advice.
Why keep it in my mouth if it is revolting?