Quotes About Gladiator

The model for the application of your principles is the boxer rather than the gladiator, The gladiator puts down or takes up the sword he uses, but the boxer always has his hands and needs only to clench them into fists. p117

Tennis really is single combat, and it's exhausting to be a gladiator.

I'm a good man and a bad fighter... I've got the gladiator in me.

A gladiator only gets to use a real sword when he fights in the arena, since no Roman worth his salt trusts a gladiator with a real sword in the ludus. You have that ungrateful wretch Spartacus to thank for that.

If there's one thing I've learned in all my years watching men shed blood in the arena, it's this. Being a gladiator isn't just about physical strength. It's about thinking on your feet. You, young man … you show admirable resourcefulness when your back is against the wall

Cassius Marcellus Clay Jr. had always adored his name. He had said it reminded him of a Roman gladiator, that it was the prettiest name he had ever heard, perfect for the prettiest and greatest heavyweight champion of all time

Being an old radical, I like films like Spartacus. I could relate to the hero.

Though I hunt for anything that is different, I am looking forward to play some historical characters and the role of Gladiator.

I suppose 'Gladiator' could be a Western - if you were writing your review in Athens, that is! To be honest, we didn't really think that way at the time. But there is common ground. And they both have horses - I liked that, obviously.

Anyone can train to be a gladiator. What marks you out is having the mindset of a champion.

But Gladiator is one of my favourite adventures because I really loved going into the world. I loved creating the world to the degree where you could almost smell it.

The battle scenes in 'Gladiator' don't have the exultant lift of Hong Kong period-action pictures like the 'Once Upon a Time in China' series, where the fights have the eye-popping panache of dance sequences from a musical.

The accumulated sweat, dirt and oil that a famous athlete or gladiator strigiled off himself was sold to his fans in small vials. Some Roman women reportedly used it as a face cream.

In fact, I have quite a nice little library here in my gladiator's cubby." He reached into a basket and produced a scroll with ornately carved and gilded handles. "That must be quite a book, to justify such an elegant scroll," said Gaius. "Oh, it is. This is a copy of my father's private war journal, a daybook where he recorded his thoughts while he was stuck in darkest Pannonia. Marcus Aurelius, to Himself, I call it.

Hail, Emperor, we who are about to die salute you.

Hail, Caesar, those who are about to die salute thee. -

I hate this Gladiator shit," Sabin muttered. "Yes, well, where do you think the Romans learned from?" Sabin sputtered for a minute. "You're trying to tell me Harpies are responsible for this? That the Romans learned from them?" "I must try only if you are lacking intelligence.

I see before me the Gladiator lie: / He leans upon his hand - his manly brow / Consents to death, but conquers agony.

I see myself as a fighter, a gladiator. I have always fought my own battles.

Yet the Romans did something the heart-ripping Aztecs and the Spanish burners didn't do … they killed people for fun! The Romans made murder into a sport. They built wonderful buildings like the Colosseum, filled them with happy Romans and then massacred thousands of people and animals for entertainment.

Listen—I want to run all my life, screaming at the top of my lungs. Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator. Don't stop to think, don't interrupt the scream, exhale, release life's rapture. Everything is blooming. Everything is flying. Everything is screaming, choking on its screams. Laughter. Running. Let-down hair. That is all there is to life.

The essence of "new" is, of course, the modern version of Roman coliseum shows and gladiator combats. American civilization, for certain explicit biblical reasons, apparently requires that its leaders, its political heroes be publicly sacrificed.

Boswell goes into greater detail: 'His mind resembled the vast amphitheatre, the Coliseum of Rome. In the centre stood his judgement, which like a mighty gladiator, combated those apprehensions that, like the wild beasts of the arena, were all around in cells, ready to be let out upon him.

His mind resembled the vast amphitheatre, the Coliseum of Rome. In the centre stood his judgement, which like a mighty gladiator, combated those apprehensions that, like the wild beasts of the arena, were all around in cells, ready to be let out upon him.