Werckmeister Harmonies (2000)

“…when it comes down to it, we are simply the miserable subjects of some insignificant failure, alone in this simply marvelous creation; that the whole of human history is no more … than the histrionics of a stupid, bloody, miserable outcast in an obscure corner of a vast stage, a kind of tortured confession of error, a slow acknowledgement of the painful fact that this creation was not necessarily a brilliant success.”
(The Melancholy of Resistance, p. 104)