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Martina 2022-05-06 06:01:08
Shangri-La is more like the Garden of Eden
World is suffering, people are looking forward to
a lot of people thought disappeared in the horizon
fictional Shangri-La is one of the template
, although Christian ethics shape the world will be short
but establish local godfather of vaguely indicated the direction
is interesting that he called... -
Milan 2022-05-06 06:01:08
i believe it because i want to believe it
FRANK CAPRA+ROBERT RISKIN One after another unbeaten records flooded the United States in the 1930s. Looking after one by one, there is always a sense of ambivalence that is divorced from reality and firmly grasped by reality. In Shangri-La, the Great Lama and Conway are always talking about wars...

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High Lama: Yes, of course, your brother is a problem. It was to be expected.
Robert Conway: I knew you'd understand. That's why I came to you for help.
High Lama: You must not look to me for help. Your brother is no longer my problem. He is now your problem, Conway
Robert Conway: Mine?
High Lama: Because, my son, I am placing in your hands the future and destiny of Shangri-La... for I am going to die. I knew my work was done when I first set eyes upon you. I have waited for you, my son, for a long time. I have sat in this room and seen the faces of newcomers. I have looked into their eyes and heard their voices - always in hope that I might find you . My friend, it is not an arduous task that I bequeath, for our order knows only silken bonds. To be gentle and patient, to care for the riches of the mind, to preside in wisdom, while the storm rages without.
Robert Conway: Do you think this will come in my time?
High Lama: You, my son, will live through the storm. You will preserve the fragrance of our history, and add to it a touch of your own mind. Beyond that, my vision weakens. But I see in the great distance a new world starting in the ruins - stirring clumsily - but in hopefulness, seeking its vast and legendary treasures. And they will all be here, my son, hidden behind the mountains in the Valley of the Blue Moon, preserved... as if by a miracle...
[he dies]
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Lord Gainsford: Gentlemen, you see before you a very weary old man, who has just ended a chase that lasted nearly ten months.
Meeker: Do you mean to tell me you never caught up with him?
Lord Gainsford: Since that night that he jumped off the ship until two weeks ago, I've been missing him by inches.
Meeker: You don't mean it!
Wynant: Think of it!
First Man - Robertson: He was as determined as that to get back?
Lord Gainsford: Determined! Gentlemen, in the whole course of my life, I have never encountered anything so grim. During these last ten months, that man has done the most astounding things. He learned how to fly, stole an army plane and got caught, put into jail, escaped... all in an amazingly short space of time. But this was only the beginning of his adventures. He begged, cajoled, fought, always pushing forward to the Tibetan frontier. Everywhere I went, I heard the most amazing stories of the man's adventures. Positively astounding. Until eventually, I trailed him to the most extreme outpost in Tibet. Of course he had already gone. But his memory - ah - his memory will live with those natives for the rest of their lives. The Man Who Was Not Human, they called him. They'll never forget the devil- eyed stranger who six times tried to go over a mountain pass where no other human being dared to travel, and six times was forced back by the severest storms. They'll never forget the madman who stole their food and clothing - whom they locked up in their barracks - but who fought six of their guards to escape. Why, their soldiers are still talking about their pursuit to overtake him, and shuddering at the memory. He led them the wildest chase through their own country, and finally he disappeared over that very mountain pass that they themselves dared not travel. And that, gentlemen, was the last that any known human being saw of Robert Conway.
Wynant: Think of it!
Carstairs - Man at Club: By jove, that's what I call fortitude!
First Man - Robertson: Tell me something, Gainsford. What do you think of his talk about Shangri-La? Do you believe it?
Lord Gainsford: Yes. Yes, I believe it. I believe it, because I want to believe it.
[as he lifts his glass]
Lord Gainsford: Gentlemen, I give you a toast. Here is my hope that Robert Conway will find his Shangri-La! Here is my hope that we all find our Shangri-La.