Here's a soldier of the South who loves you, Scarlett. Wants to feel your arms around him, wants to carry the memory of your kisses into battle with him. Never mind about loving me, you're a woman sending a soldier to his death with a beautiful memory. Scarlett! Kiss me! Kiss me... once...
Shakespeare in Love
Viola: Master Shakespeare? Shakespeare: The same, alas. Viola: Oh, buy why “alas”? Shakespeare: A lowly player Viola: Alas indeed, for I thought you the higest poet of my esteem and writer of plays that capture my heart Shakespeare: Oh – I am him too!
My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next.