Sex and Love Among the Misanthropes
On sex and love:
“Don’t think I don’t understand…
I mean, what can any one of us ever really fuckin’ hope for, huh? Except for a moment, here and there, with a person who doesn’t want to rob, steal, or murder us? At night—mayhap sunup—one person against the fuckin’ wall, the other, mayhap, on the fucking bed, trusting each other enough to tell half the fucking truth?
Everybody needs that. It becomes precious to them. They don’t want to see it fucked with.”
-Al Swearengen, Deadwood
It’s awful to think of human interaction, especially intimacy, depicted this way. Still, expressed with all that raw, drunken, vicious verve, it’s compelling… if only for when you’re inhabiting the cynical extreme of the spectrum.
Otherwise it probably does one better to be a bit more idealistic about things.