Posted in Abstract?, Language, The Knight

Come to me my body…

“I give you a year’s grace to grow your beard.  Twelve sweet, short months of life to do with as you will.

But when the seasons have come full circle, we shall meet again and you shall pay your debt to me.”

 

 

Nothing like Sean Connery in this piece of film.  Ah, nostalgia of youth.  We see things from such a distinct perspective as children.

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"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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