New high of British mini series

New high of British mini series

There’s a story…a legend…about a bird that sings just once in its
life. From the moment it leaves its nest, it searches for a thorn
tree…and never rests until it’s found one. And then it sings…more
sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. And singing…
it impales itself on the longest, sharpest thorn. But as it dies… it
rises above its own agony… to out-sing the lark and the nightingale.
The thorn bird pays its life…for just one song…but the whole world
stills to listen. And God in his heaven smiles.
(It means)The best is bought only at the cost of great pain.

It’s all about change, and how people dealt with changes. Some changes
are for good and some are hard to swallow, but change happens no matter
you like it or not.

You still think love can save us? It’s more killing than hate. Hate is
so clean, so simple. Like being in the ring. With hate, you just keep
hitting. You hit until they stop hitting back. With love…they never
stop.

I think the old granny is a charming character. She’s less conservative
than she looked like, willing to face and adapt herself to the changes.
This wisdom needs the deposition of decades of social experiences.

he is quite guilty of the sin of pride.You see, it is that Hippolytus
holds himself…above human love. He’s cold. He will not even admit that
human passion exists. That is the cruelty…because this is his fate. He
cannot choose to love… No decisions to make, no conscience, no agony
of free will…nothing. All fated from the first.

I always believe British makes are keeping a quite high standard, and
these series certainly made my belief even stronger.

there are no ambitions noble enough to justify breaking someone’s
heart.

 

Driven to the thorn, with no knowledge of the dying to come. When we
press the thorn to our breast…we know…we understand…and still we
do it.

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