TO REALIZE THAT ALL YOUR LIFE, ALL YOUR LOVE, ALL YOUR HATE, ALL YOUR MEMORIES, ALL YOUR PAIN, IT WAS ALL THE SAME THING. IT WAS ALL THE SAME DREAM, A DREAM THAT YOU HAD INSIDE A LOCKED ROOM, A DREAM ABOUT BEING A PERSON. AND LIKE A LOT OF DREAMS, THERE'S A MONSTER AT THE END OF IT. [RUST COHLE - TRUE DETECTIVE, 2014]

"I'd consider myself a realist, alright? But in philosophical terms I'm what's called a pessimist...

I think human consciousness is a tragic misstep in evolution. We became too self-aware. Nature created an aspect of nature separate from itself; we are creatures that should not exist by natural law...

We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self, that accretion of sensory experience and feelings, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everbody's nobody...

I think the honorable thing for our species to do is to deny our programming. Stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction; one last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal."