Drinking is not a hobby, Sebastian.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
[suggestively] I can't sleep... 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Julia Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Try pyjamas!复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
[sitting under an oak with Charles Ryder] Just the place to bury a crock of gold. I should like to bury something precious, in every place I've been happy. And then when I was old, and ugly and miserable, I could come back, and dig it up, and remember.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
[First Lines] 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
[Internal monologue while walking out of Brideshead Castle] If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name: Charles Ryder. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be. On second thoughts, one emotion remains my own. Alone among the borrowed and the second-hand, as pure as that faith from which I am still in flight: Guilt.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles is reading history, but he wants to be an artist. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Anthony Blanche:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
No! 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Why ever not? 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Anthony Blanche:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Either you are an artist, or you are not. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Boy Markaster:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Hear, hear. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Then I am.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Boy Markaster:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
What do you want to be an artist for? I mean, what's the point of it? Why don't you just buy a bloody camera and take a bloody photograph and stop giving yourself airs? That's what I want to know. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
I don't give myself airs. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Boy Markaster:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Uh, yes, you do. And anyway you haven't answered my question. Come on! Answer! Answer! Answer! 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Because, a camera is a mechanical device which records a moment in time, but not what that moment means or the emotions that it evokes. Whereas, a painting, however imperfect it may be, is an expression of... feeling. An expression of love. Not just a copy of something.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles! You're to come away at once. I've got a basket of strawberries and a bottle of Chateau Peyraguey, which isn't a wine you've ever tasted so don't pretend.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
It's rather a pleasant change... when all your life you've had people looking after you, to have someone to look after, yourself.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
I'm sorry. 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Whatever for? 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Everything.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
I asked too much of you. I knew it all along, really. Only God can give you that sort of love.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Sebastian Flyte:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
It was my fault for bringing you to Brideshead. Run away. Run far away and don't ever look back.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
[First Lines] 复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
Charles Ryder:复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
[Internal monologue while walking out of Brideshead Castle] If you'd asked me now who I am? The only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name: Charles Ryder. For the rest: My loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires;I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those others we desperately wish to be. On second thought; one emotion remains my own. Alone among the borrowed and the second-hand. As pure as that faith of which I'm still in flight:... Guild.复制复制成功复制失败，请手动复制
