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[Referring to his medal]
Schofield: I swapped it with a French captain.
Blake: You swapped it? For what?
Schofield: Bottle of wine.
Blake: What did you do that for?
Schofield: I was thirsty.
Blake: What a waste. You should’ve taken it home with you. You should’ve given it to your family. Men have died for that.
Blake: If I got a medal, I’d take it back home. Why didn’t you just take it home with you?
Schofield: Look, it’s just a bit of bloody tin. It doesn’t make you special. It doesn’t make any difference to anyone.
Blake: Yes, it does. And it’s not just a bit of tin. It’s got a ribbon on it.
Schofield: I hated going home. I hated it. When I knew I couldn’t stay. When I knew I had to leave, and they might never see me.

-1917
Forwarded from Aesthetics
"Vase Market" by Edwin Lord Weeks
" Do you think you were born with a monopoly on the truth? "

- 12 Angry Men
Forwarded from آلـــهـة (L)
"Imaginary view of the Grande Galerie in the louvre in ruins" By Hubert Robert
Forwarded from Typical LOSERS (Rania Noori)
واو
Forwarded from Science
حرفيا.
Forwarded from 0/0 (Haidar A. Fahad)
Gustave Doré's illustration for "paradise lost"
Forwarded from 0/0 (Haidar A. Fahad)
لكيت لوحة مشابهة الها بفلم Batman v Superman
Forwarded from 0/0 (Haidar A. Fahad)
"Paradise lost"
هي قصيدة ملحمية كتبها الشاعر الانكليزي John Milton. القصيدة تتحدت عن "الفردوس المفقود". عن خلق ادم وحواء، وحياتهم بالجنة وقصة الشيطان Lucifer وطرده وسقوطه من السماء. وبالنهاية عن الخطيئة اللي ارتكبوها آدم وحواء وأدت لطردهم من الجنة، ومنا اجة إسم القصيدة "الفردوس المفقود".
Thus came the name "paradise lost"
Forwarded from 0/0 (Haidar A. Fahad)
Of man's first disobedience, and the fruit

Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal tast

Brought death into the world, and all our woe

With loss of Eden, till one greater man

Restore us, and regain the blissful seat
Forwarded from Aesthetics
"Portrait of Fyodor Dostoevsky" by Vasily Perov
Forwarded from Aesthetics
“And I seem to have such strength in me now, that I think I could stand anything, any suffering, only to be able to say and to repeat to myself in every moment "I exist." In thousands of agonies -- I exist. I'm tormented on the rack -- but I exist! Though I sit alone on a post -- I exist! I see the sun, and if I don't see the sun, I know it's there. And there's a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there.” Mitya speaking to his younger brother Alyosha , excerpt from The Brothers Karamazov