Quotes
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Isabella d'Este Gonzaga : When I was little I used to come here to hide from papa. Papa still roams these halls.
Lucrezia Borgia : I have also lost my father, a god who walked among us. But now he is merely a story I tell my children - a story which they will truly never understand.
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Cesare Borgia : We are born filled with the capacity to trust in something else, something... I was going to say greater, but perhaps that which controls us is not great. Perhaps God in something smaller or lesser than we are.
Lucrezia Borgia : Perhaps faith is not innate, but learned. What if the silly priest does not only teach us the answer, but also the question?
Cesare Borgia : But can a priest teach an emotion? When I gazed at you my heart swells. As long as you exist, I know that there is something other then me. What do you see when you see me?
Lucrezia Borgia : My brother.
Cesare Borgia : Is that faith? That what you see and what you believe is not only the same, but is also true? If I believe our father is alive, is he alive? If I believe Julius Della rovere is dead, is he dead?
Lucrezia Borgia : For you, yes.
Cesare Borgia : Well, this is where we differ. One of these men is definitely alive, and one is definitely dead. Over time I've replaced my faith in God alone, in the Church, in Fortuna, in Astrology, in myself, in you - none seem to last.
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Lucrezia Borgia : You throw your soul to the wind like a rock, as if the rock will grow wings and fly.
Cesare Borgia : So you would have me what, surrender?
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Cesare Borgia : Lucrezia! You are my priest, my prophet. You elevate my being. You enliven my mind. Faith must never harden. Faith must... flow, and rise, and fall, and change. In that I can trust. I must go.
Lucrezia Borgia : I must stay.
