Although the financial crisis, you know, receded a while ago, we kind of never picked up on it.
And somewhere from the dim ages of history the truth dawned upon Europe that the morrow would obliterate the plans of today.
I was discharged from the army for idiocy and officially certified by a special commission as an idiot. I'm an official idiot.
After debauches and orgies there always follows the moral hangover.
When Švejk subsequently described life in the lunatic asylum, he did so in exceptionally eulogistic terms: 'I really don't know why those loonies get so angry when they're kept there. You can crawl naked on the floor, howl like a jackal, rage and bite. If anyone did this anywhere on the promenade people would be astonished, but there it's the most common or garden thing to do. There's a freedom there which not even Socialists have ever dreamed of.
Jesus Christ was innocent too,' said Svejk, 'and all the same they crucified him. No one anywhere has ever worried about a man being innocent. Maul halten und weiter dienen ['Grin and bear it and get on with the job'] - as they used to tell us in the army. That's the best and finest thing of all.
Great times call for great men.
We will never know what anyone is really like, until everyone has economic security and doesn't have to answer to anyone else.
There will soon come an armed contest between capital and labor. They will oppose each other, not with words and arguments, but with shot and shell, gun-powder and cannon. The better classes are tired of the insane howling of the lower strata and they mean to stop them.
I hear all this, you know, 'Well, this is class warfare, this is whatever. ' No. There is nobody in this country who got rich on his own - nobody.
Guys, IMDB right there, 62 movies, a ton of success, I mean, come on bro, I won best picture at 20. I wasn't even trying.