This is what I mean when I'm talkin' about time, and death, and futility.
To realize that all your life, all your love, all your hate, all your memories, all your pain, it was all the same thing. It was all the same dream, a dream that you had inside a locked room, a dream about being a person. And like a lot of dreams, there's a monster at the end of it.
Rust Cohle, in True Detetctive