A tiny life, slowly dying

Shirley 2022-04-19 09:01:29

Every life is worth cherishing.
The question is not whether it is what, but the law is broken.
The great thing about the story is that it does not strongly appeal against discrimination, but reproduces the experience and fate of the protagonist bit by bit. The details, the scorn he received in the library, the dialogue in the supermarket, all reflect the panic in the eyes of the public.
Panic fear is not strange, but the problem is illegal, this is a good logic of JOE.
And life is slowly passing away in the whole process, adding to our sadness.
People are equal, life is equal, there is no distinction between high and low, there is no discrimination, there is no right or wrong, there is no love or hate, a tiny life slowly perishes, and this process is what moves the audience the most.
We are not only spectators, we are also participants. In our lives, there are stories like this, and this is our life. We have witnessed the loss of our loved ones, and we have experienced a cataclysm that has taken nearly 100,000 lives.
At this moment, we have no borders, no difference, we cherish life better because of love.

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Philadelphia quotes

  • Joe Miller: What's wrong with your face?

    Andrew Beckett: [upon entering Joe's office] I have AIDS.

  • [Andrew transcendentally describes his favorite opera,slowly walking around his apartment, closing his eyes, looking up]

    Andrew Beckett: Do you like opera?

    Joe Miller: I'm not that familiar with opera.

    Andrew Beckett: This is my favorite aria. This is Maria Callas. This is "Andrea Chenier", Umberto Giordano. This is Madeleine. She's saying how during the French Revolution, a mob set fire to her house, and her mother died... saving her. "Look, the place that cradled me is burning." Can you hear the heartache in her voice? Can you feel it, Joe? In come the strings, and it changes everything. The music fills with a hope, and that'll change again. Listen... listen..."I bring sorrow to those who love me." Oh, that single cello! "It was during this sorrow that love came to me." A voice filled with harmony. It says, "Live still, I am life. Heaven is in your eyes. Is everything around you just the blood and mud? I am divine. I am oblivion. I am the god... that comes down from the heavens, and makes of the Earth a heaven. I am love!... I am love."