Limelight
1952

Limelight

Limelight (Original Title)

A London bachelor pad in the summer of 1914. In her room, ballerina Céline Ambrose (Claire Bloom) turns on the gas and attempts to kill herself. Fortunately, a drunken neighbor, Cal Ferro (Charles Chaplin), who has just returned home, happens to save her. When Cyrilla regains consciousness, Calfaro learns that she can no longer dance because of rheumatism...

1952年10月16日

That's all that matters. The rest is fantasy.

Life can be wonderful if you're not afraid of it. All it needs is courage, imagination and a little dough.

Life is a desire, not a meaning. Desire is the theme of all life! It makes a rose want to be a rose, and want to grow like that. And a rock want to contain itself and remain like that.

What a sad business, being funny. Very sad if they won't laugh. But it's a thrill when they do.

As individuals, yes. There's greatness in everyone. But as a crowd, they're like a monster without a head

That's the trouble with the world. We all despise ourselves. We're all grubbing for a living, the best of us. All a part of the human crusade, written in water.

Billions of years it's taken to evolve human consciousness and you want to wipe it out. Wipe out the miracle of all existence. More important than anything in the whole universe! What can the stars do? Nothing...but sit on their axis! And the sun, shooting flames 280,000 miles high...So what? Wasting all its natural resources. Can the sun think? Is it conscious? No, but you are!

There's something just as inevitable as death and that's life. Life, life, life! Think of the power that's in the universe! Moving the earth, growing the trees! And that's the same power within you. If you'd only have courage and the will to use it.

When I was three
My nurse told me About reincarnation 
And ever since I've been convinced 
Thrilled with anticipation 
That when I leave this earth
It makes my heart feel warm 
To know that I'll return 
In some other form 
But I don't want to be a tree 
Sticking in the ground 
I'd sooner be a flea 
I don't want to be a flower 
Waiting by the hour 
Hoping for a pollen to alight on me 
So when I cease to be 
I want to go back
I want to go back to the sea 
Oh for the life of a sardine
That is the life for me Cavorting and spawning every morning 
Under the deep blue sea
To have no fear for storm or gale
Oh to chase the tail of a whale 
Oh for the life of a sardine 
That is the life for me.

Spring is here! 
Birds are calling Skunks are crawling 
Wagging their tails for love
Spring is here! 
Whales are churning 
Worms are squirming 
Wagging their tails for love

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