陶瓷刀制造工艺:亚瑟王经典语录集

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（1） 莎士比亚：“人们可以支配自己的命运，若我们受制于人，那错不在命运，而在我们自己。”

（2） 亚瑟王：“真是可怜人必有可恨之处，你们终于成功地把我激怒了。”

（3） 亚瑟王：“这里是高级芭乐中学，……可惜，我最讨厌这种教育工作者……低级芭乐中学在哪里？”

（4） 莎士比亚：“To be or not to be, that is a question..”

（5） 亚瑟王：“一群猴子还会说老师早，我算是开眼界了。”

（6）亚瑟王：“虚有其表的女人，就象金环戴在猪鼻上，哎！可怜！”

（7）亚瑟王：“女人啊女人！男人的舞台， 你们永远是站在光圈和掌声之外的。”

（8） 莎士比亚说：“目眩时更要旋转，自己痛不欲生的悲伤，以别人的悲伤就能够能治愈。”

（9）亚瑟王：“这的确不是常人做得到的，还有，请叫我亚瑟王！”

（10）亚瑟王：“哎！我堂堂亚瑟王居然有被人下药迷昏，不省人事的时候，我昏倒的时候，姿势有没有很难看，POSE摆的还好吧！”

（11） 莎士比亚：“目眩时更要旋转，自己痛不欲生的悲伤，以别人的悲伤就能够能治愈。”

（12）泰戈尔：“‘可能’问‘不可能’你住在什么地方，‘不可能’回答说在那无能为力的梦境里。”

（13）莎士比亚：“别和意志坚定的人争辩，因为他们可以改变事实的。”

（14）亚瑟王：“人心才是埋伏在黑夜中最可怕的杀手。”

（15）亚瑟王：“真正的斗士，永远愿意承认自己的失败。”

（16）亚里士多德：“心智的暴力，可以不流血即取人命。”

（17）亚瑟王：“手机、手表、项链、戒指全当了，身上空空的乱不习惯。什么是朋友？朋友永远是在犯下不可原谅错误的时候，仍旧站在你那边的笨蛋。”

（18）亚瑟王：“智者永远是寂寞的。”

（19）亚瑟王：“强者永远都是最后一个离开战场的。”

（20）亚瑟王：“掩盖事实真相让步，只会使人远离真相。”

（21）亚瑟王：“女人啊女人，容貌OR知识择其一吧，两者俱得，两者俱失，都是悲剧收场。”

（22）亚瑟王：“真相啊真相，越接近事实的真相，越难以取信于人。”

（23）亚瑟王：“不会吧！小雨认出我了。……这样你都认得出来。（莎士比亚：穿成这样，谁都认得出来。）……不会吧！我的乔装真的有这么差吗？居然只看背影都认得出来。（亚里士多德：没错，你的乔装真的很差……）”

（24）所罗门王：“一句责备话入聪明人心，强如责打愚昧人一百下。”

（25）亚瑟王：“败坏之先，人心骄傲，尊荣之前，必有谦卑。”

（26）亚瑟王：“有怀疑就有真理，因为真理是怀疑的影子。”

（27）丘吉尔：“失去的永远不会比你手上现在握住的多。”

（28）亚瑟王：“自大狂，你知不知道你的哭声真的让我很难同情你，所罗门王说：‘虚空的虚空，虚空的虚空，凡事都是虚空。’汪大东，你哭吧！反正一切不过是虚空。”

（29）亚瑟王：“太完美的爱情，伤心又伤身。”

（30）莎士比亚：“大白天里，有忍者跑到校园来偷袭我们了。”

（31）亚瑟王：“蔡一0，一个男声生叫这个名字已经很可悲了，干吗还那么想不开，到处要找人打架，……明明是个男生，动不动还跺脚，看了很恶心耶。我不打男不男女不女的人，可以吧！……哎，蔡一0，萧柏纳说：‘宁可独居野地，也不要和固执愚蠢的人同处一室。’真是有道理，蔡一0，我相信你听不懂，因为我相信你平时没有读书的美德。”

（32）莎士比亚：“美满的爱情，使斗士紧绷的心情松弛下来。”

（33）丘吉尔：“宁愿只身在战场上杀敌，也不愿独自面对无理的人。”

（34）马克．吐温：“迟来的真相，就像突然击中头部的马蹄铁，哎，痛啊！”

（35）莎士比亚：“当荣誉心受伤的时候，友谊是治愈它的良药。”

（36）亚瑟王：“愚昧人的嘴，偶尔也会吐出智慧之言。”

（37）莎士比亚：“你，死定了。”

（38）泰戈尔：“少年忍辱负重，免得年老受气。”

（39）亚瑟王：“隐藏的事没有不被揭露的。”

（40）圣经箴言：“你要使父母欢喜，使生你的快乐。”

（41）亚瑟王：“完美的爱情，让人意志薄弱，不完美的爱情，伤害人心。”

（42）丘吉尔：“暴风雨前的宁静，是在酝酿接下来发生的事。”

（43）亚瑟王：“王子犯法与庶民同罪。”

（44）亚瑟王：“我们家保镖也是要付薪水的，被你们糟蹋成这样，不对吧。”

（45）亚瑟王：“渴望可以使任何食物成为美食。没错，这是我吃过最赞的披萨。”

（46）亚瑟王：“越完美的人品，越会遭遇非常人所能承受的灾难。”

（47）亚瑟王：“断肠人，最近你暴光率增高很多，不怕观众会看腻吗？”

（48）亚瑟王：“要留意愚昧人说的话，因为偶尔无用言语中会夹着宝藏。”

（49）亚瑟王：“伟大的爱情，往往发生在琐事细节之初。这句话打死我，我也不会认同它。”

（50）马克吐温：“没有情感的吻，就像在亲死猪肉一样。”

（51）亚历山大大帝说：“当正义的剑挥出时，听到作恶者的哭嚎是必然的。”

（52）亚瑟王：“复仇背后的隐藏之事，通常是比复仇更可怕。”

（53）莎士比亚：“嫉妒的手足是谎言。”

（54）所罗门王：“心在哪财宝就在哪。”

King Arthur (2004)
Lancelot: You look frightened. There's a large number of lonely men out there.
Guinevere: Don't worry, I won't let them rape you.

Arthur: Knights... Brothers and arms... Your courage has been testet beyond all limits.
Bors: Yes
Arthur: But I must ask you now for one further trial.
Bors: Drink.
Arthur: We must leave on a final mission for Rome before our freedom can be granted. Above the wall, far north, there is a Roman family in need of rescue. They are trapped by Saxons. Our orders is to secure their safety.
Bors: Let the Romans take care of their own.
Gawain: Above the wall is Woad territory.
Galahad: Our duty to Rome, if it ever was a duty, is done. Our pact with Rome is done.
Bors: Every knight here has laid his life on the line for you. For you. And instead of freedom you want more blood? Our blood? You think more of Roman blood than you do of ours?
Arthur: Bors! These are our orders. We leave at first light, and when we return your freedom will be waiting for you. A freedom we can embrace with honour.
Bors: I'm a free man! I will choose my own fate!
Tristan: Yeah, yeah, we're all going to die someday. If it's a death from a Saxons hand that frightens you, stay home.
Galahad: Listen, if you're so eager to die, you can die right now!
Lancelot: Enough. Enough!
Dagonet: The Romans has broken their word. We have the word of Arthur. That is good enough. I'll prepare. Bors you're comming?
Bors: Of course I'm comming! Can't let you go on your own! You'll all get killed! I'm just saying what you're all thinking! Venora kill me.
Arthur: And you, Gawain?
Gawain: I'm with you. Galahad as well.

Vanora: Land of bears and land of eagle. Land that gave us birth and blessing. Land that called us ever homewards. We will go home across the mountains. We will go home, We will go home, We will go home across the mountains. We will go home singing our song. We will go home across the mountains. Hear our singing, hear our longing. We will go home across the mountains. We will go home, We will go home. We will go home across the mountains.

Lancelot: Do not do this. Only certain death awaits you here. Arthur, I beg you. For our friendship's sake, I beg you.
Arthur: Be my friend now and do not dissuade me. Seize the freedom you have earned and live it for the both of us. I cannot follow you, Lancelot. I now know that all the blood I have shed, all the lives I have taken have led me to this moment.

Cerdic: You come to beg a truce, you should be on your knees.
Arthur: I came to see your face so that I alone may find you on the battlefield. And it will be good of you to mark my face, Saxon, for the next time you see it, it will be the last thing you see on this earth.
Cerdic: Ahhh, finally, a man worth killing

Guinevere: My father told me great tales of you.
Arthur: Really? And what did you hear?
Guinevere: Fairy tales. The kind you hear about people so brave, so selfless, that they can't be real.

Guinevere: Arthur and his knights. A leader both Briton and Roman. And yet, you chose your allegiance to Rome, to those who take what does not belong to them. That same Rome that took your men from their homeland.
Arthur: Listen, lady, do not pretend you know anything about me or my men.
Guinevere: How many Britons have you killed?
Arthur: As many as tried to kill me. It's the natural state of any man to want to live.
Guinevere: Animals live! It's the natural state of any man to want to live free... in their own country. I belong to this land. Where do you belong, Arthur?

Galahad: I don't like him - the Roman. If he's here to dispatch us, then why doesn't he just give us our papers?
Gawain: Is this your happy face? Galahad, do you still not know the Romans? They can't scratch their asses without holding a ceremony.

[Arthur has re-set Guinevere's broken fingers]
Arthur: How's your hand?
Guinevere: I'll live, I promise you.

Guinevere: [to Arthur] Is there nothing about my land that appeals to your heart? Your own father married a Briton. Even he must have found something to his liking.

[while Marius and his men are preparing to attack Dagonet, an arrow flies out of nowhere and kills Marius; his men look and see Guinevere aiming a bow at them]
Lancelot: Your hands seem better.

[Lancelot finds Arthur praying in the stable]
Lancelot: Why do you always talk to God and not to me? Pray to whomever you pray that we don't cross the Saxons.
Arthur: My faith is what protects me, Lancelot. Why do you challenge this?
Lancelot: I don't like anything that puts a man on his knees.
Arthur: No man fears to kneel before the God he trusts. Without faith, without belief in something, what are we?

Lancelot: To try and get past the Woads in the north is insanity.
Arthur: Them, we've fought before.
Lancelot: Not north of the Wall! How many Saxons? Hmm? How many? Tell me. Do you believe in this mission?
Arthur: These people need our help. It is out duty to bring...
Lancelot: I don't care about your charge. And I don't give a damn about Romans, Britain, or this island. If you desire to spend eternity in this place, Arthur, then so be it. But suicide cannot be chosen for another!
Arthur: And yet you choose death for this family!
Lancelot: No, I choose life! And freedom! For myself and the men!

Arthur: How many times in battle have we snatched victory from the jaws of defeat? Outnumbered, outflanked, but still we triumph? With you at my side, we can do so again. Lancelot, we are knights. What other purpose do we serve if not for such a cause?

[Cerdic stops a Saxon soldier raping a captive woman]
Saxon: By our laws, no man may deny me the spoils of our conquest!
Cynric: He speaks the truth, Father.
[Cerdic draws his sword and cuts the raping soldier almost in half]
Scottish Village Girl: Oh, my lord! God's blessings, my lord!
Cerdic: [pushes her away] Kill her.
[the woman screams as the Saxons drag her away. Cerdic approaches Cynric]
Cerdic: Are you challenging me? If you're challenging me, you have to have a sword in your hand. While my heart beats, I rule and you hold your tongue... or I'll cut it out.

[after Cynric's defeat by Arthur's knights]
Cerdic: We've lost the respect of the enemy.
Cynric: Father... I offer my life as payment for my disgrace.
[he offers his knife; Cerdic takes it, and holds Cynric's head tightly]
Cerdic: No...
[he makes a deep cut down Cynric's face, but does not kill him and throws the knife away]
Cerdic: Raewald. You're second-in-charge now.
[Raewald glows]
Cerdic: Yeah, you're like a son to me.
[Cynric stabs his knife into a nearby soldier; he falls, dead. Cynric stalks away. Cerdic laughs]

[the Saxons stop in front of Hadrian's Wall; the gate swings open, inviting them in]
Cerdic: He's got a plan, this Roman.
[motions to Cynric]
Cerdic: Send in the rest of your infantry.
Cynric: [whispering] You want to kill my men?
Cerdic: [shouts] They?re *my* men!

[after the battle, Bors finds Horton cowering under the carriage, praying fervently]
Bors: Does this really work?
[he puts his hands together, closes his eyes, and mutters gibberish]
Bors: Hmm... nothing. Maybe I'm not doing it right.

[Praying]
Arthur: Oh, merciful God, I have such need of Your mercy now. Not for myself, but for my knights, for this is truly their hour of need. Deliver them from their trials ahead and I will pay You a thousandfold with any sacrifice You ask of me. And if in Your wisdom, You should determine that sacrifice must be my life for theirs, so that they can once again taste the freedom that has so long been denied to them, I will gladly make that covenant. My death will have a purpose. I ask no more than that.

Arthur: What is this madness?
Guinevere: This is heaven for me.

Lancelot: I don't believe in Heaven, I've been living in this Hell. But if you're what Heaven looks like, then take me there.
[it starts raining and snowing]
Lancelot: Rain and snow at once... a bad omen.

[last lines]
Lancelot: [voiceover] And as for the knights who gave their lives, their deaths were cause for neither mourning nor sadness. For they will live forever, their names and deeds handed down from father to son, mother to daughter, in the legends of King Arthur and his knights.

[first title card]
Title card: Historians agree that the classical 15th century tale of King Arthur and his Knights rose from a real hero who lived a thousand years earlier in a period often called the Dark Ages. Recently discovered archeological evidence sheds light on his true identity.

[first lines]
Lancelot: [voiceover] By 300 AD, the Roman Empire extended from Arabia to Britain. But they wanted more. More land. More peoples loyal and subservient to Rome. But no people so important as the powerful Sarmatians to the east. Thousands died on that field. And when the smoke cleared on the fourth day, the only Sarmatian soldiers left alive were members of the decimated but legendary cavalry. The Romans, impressed by their bravery and horsemanship, spared their lives. In exchange, these warriors were incorporated into the Roman military. Better they had died that day.
Young Lancelot: Father. They are here.
Lancelot: For the second part of the bargain they struck indebted not only themselves...
Lancelot's Father: The day has come.
Lancelot: ...but also their sons, and their sons, and so on, to serve the empire as knights. I was such a son.

Guinevere: They tortured me... with machines.

Tristan: Yeah, we're all going to die some day. If it's death from a Saxon hand that frightens you, stay home.
Galahad: If you're so eager to die you can die right now!

Gawain: [after Tristan lands his dagger in the butt of Galahad's dagger] Tristan, how do you do that?
Tristan: I aim for the middle.

Cerdic: Arthur, wherever I go on this wrenched island, I hear your name. Always half whispered, as if you were... a god. All I see is flesh, blood. No more god than the creature you're sitting on.

Bors: I like the little bastards. They mean something to me. Especially Number Three! He's a good fighter!
Lancelot: That's because he's mine.

Gawain: I can't wait to leave this island. If it's not raining, it's snowing, and if it's not snowing, it's foggy.
Lancelot: And that's summer.

Lancelot: When are you going to leave Bors and come home with me?
Vanora: My lover is watching you.
[Bors is looking at his baby, then looks at Lancelot, who has a smirk on his face]
Bors: You look nothing like him!

Lancelot: I don't believe in Heaven! I've been living too long in this hell!

Galahad: I don't kill for pleasure.
Tristan: You should try it some day. You might get a taste for it.
Bors: It's in your blood boy.
Galahad: Oh no. No. After tomorrow, this was all just a bad memory.

Bors: [speaking to his baby] Now I'm really gonna have to marry your mother.
Vanora: Who said I'd have you?

[about Arthur's father]
Guinevere: He died in battle?
Arthur: It's a family tradition.

Bors: Have you been fighting?
Gilly (Bors' son): Yes.
Bors: You been winning?
Gilly (Bors' son): Yes.
Bors: That's my boy.

[Tristan has been scouting the Saxons]
Bors: How many did you kill?
Tristan: Four.
Bors: Not a bad start to the day.

[Lancelot's plans for the future]
Lancelot: Well, if this woman of Gawain's is as beautiful as he claims, I expect to be spending a lot of time at Gawain's house. His wife will welcome the company.
Gawain: I see. And what will I be doing?
Lancelot: Wondering at your good fortune that all your children look like me.
Gawain: Is that before or after I hit you with my axe?

Guinevere: I belong to this land. Where do you belong?

Dagonet: Bors, you coming?
Bors: Of course I'm coming! Can't let you go on your own, you're gonna get killed.
[looks around]
Bors: I'm just saying what you're all thinking.

Bors: Well, now that we're free men, I'm gonna drink 'till I can't piss straight.
Gawain: You do that every night.
Bors: I never could piss straight. Too much of myself to handle down there...
[looks at the Knights]
Bors: Well, it's a problem! No really, it is. It's a problem. It's like...
Bors, Gawain, Lancelot, Tristan, Galahad, Dagonet: [together] ... a baby's arm holding an apple.

Horton: God help us. What are they?
Bors: Blue demons that eat Christians alive. You're not a Christian, are you?

Lancelot: Hey Bors. You intend to take Vanora and all your little bastards back home?
Bors: Oh I'm trying to avoid that decision... by getting killed.

Bors: Dagonet, she wants to get married and give the children names.
Tristan: Women! The children already have names, don't they?
Bors: Just Gilly. It's too much trouble so we gave the rest of them numbers.
Lancelot: That's interesting. I thought you couldn't count.

Arthur: Knights! The gift of freedom is yours by right. But the home we seek resides not in some distant land, it's in us, and in our actions on this day! If this be our destiny, then so be it. But let history remember, that as free men, we chose to make it so!

Guinevere: What tomorrow brings, we cannot know.

Galahad: Imagine what a lovely, quiet place the world would be if everyone had their throats slit.

Gawain: The gifts the gods gave me I use in battle or in bed.

Lancelot: For two hundred years knights had fought and died for a land not their own, but on that day on Badon Hill all who fought put their lifes in service of a greater cause: freedom.

Arthur: There is no worse death than that of hope.

Arthur: Deeds themselves are useless unless they are for some higher purpose.

Lancelot: I will die in battle that I am certain of. But I hope to die in a battle of my choosing. But if it is to be this one, do not burry me in our sad little cemetery, burn me and cast my ashes to a strong eastern wind.

Cerdic: [after meeting Arthur] Finally; a man worth killing.

Arthur: [kneeling over Lancelot's body, looking up to the sky] It was my life to be taken! Not this! Never this!
[pause. To his surviving knights]
Arthur: My brave knights, I have failed you. I neither took you off this island, nor shared your fate.