some, that you can't fight.
They all say that until they're out there.
Listen. [crowd - now chanting, now cheering]
Thrust this sword into another man's flesh,
and they will applaud and love you for that.
You? You may begin to love them - for that.
Ultimately, we're all dead men. Sadly, we can not choose how.
But, we can decide how we meet that end in order that we are remembered as men.
(From: Gladiator, 2000)
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