Ingmar Bergman only made one movie. It was around 153 hours long. Some parts were better than others.

Of free will…my thoughts argue against and prove it true…my actions for and false…all a pleasure…to what may be…the senses.

Should my body ever expire, I desire a quite public viewing of my nude remains as a reminder to all in attendance what frail meat we are, but for my right foot which will be revealed to have been constructed of the most exquisite diamond. And even I, in my new robot body will be […]

Should any action of mine seem brave or adventurous, trust that it is only taken out of a desperate, desperate boredom of the alternative.