It’s a land that God, if he exists, has created in anger … It’s the only land where creation is unfinished yet … Taking a close look at what is around us, there is some sort of a harmony. It’s the harmony of overwhelming and collective murder. And we in comparison to the articulate vileness and baseness and obscenity of all this jungle, we in comparison to that enormous articulation, we only look like badly pronounced and half finished sentences out of a stupid suburban novel, a cheap novel … There is no harmony in the universe. We have to get used to this idea that there is no real harmony as we have conceived it. But, when I say this, I say this in all admiration for the jungle. It is not that I hate it. I love it, I love it very much. But I love it against my better judgement.

Werner Herzog, speaking in The Burden of Dreams (via)