He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man

Monday, December 05, 2005

Apocalypse Now



“You smell that? Do you smell that? Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for twelve hours. When it was all over I walked up. We didn't find one of ’em, not one stinkin’ dink body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like… victory.”

~ Robert Duvall, Apocalypse Now 1979

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