:25:07
Well, not this time.
:25:09
But you see, Cervantes,
there is a difference...
:25:11
between reality and illusion...
:25:13
and a difference
between these prisoners...
:25:16
and your men of lunacy.
:25:18
I'd say rather men
whose illusions were very real.
:25:22
Much the same thing,
isn't it, really?
:25:27
Why are you poets
so fascinated with madmen?
:25:31
We have much in common.
:25:33
You both turn your backs
on life?
:25:34
We both select from life!
:25:37
A man has to come to terms
with life as it is.
:25:41
Life as it is.
:25:43
I have lived for over
forty years, and I've seen...
:25:48
life as it is.
:25:54
Pain...
:25:58
misery...
:25:59
cruelty beyond belief.
:26:00
I've heard all the voices
of God's noblest creature.
:26:05
Moans from bundles of filth
in the street.
:26:11
I've been a soldier and a slave.
:26:16
I've seen my comrades
fall in battle...
:26:18
or die more slowly
under the lash in Africa.
:26:21
I've held them
at the last moment.
:26:23
These were men
who saw life as it is.
:26:28
Yet they died despairing.
:26:32
No glory, no brave last words.
:26:38
Only their eyes,
filled with confusion...
:26:43
questioning why.
:26:46
I do not think they were
asking why they were dying...
:26:51
but why they had ever lived.
:26:57
When life itself seems lunatic,
who knows where madness lies?