Simonides.
It's a Roman world. If you want to live in it, you must become part of it.
No, it was fate that chose us to civilize the world. And we have. Our roads and ships connect every corner of the earth. Roman law, architecture, literature are the glory of the human race.
Doctor: We cannot wait, Tribune.Messala: He will come.Doctor: We cannot wait any longer, Tribune!Messala: He will come! He will come. I have sent for him, and he will come!Doctor: If you wish us to keep you alive, we have to go to work now, Tribune. Do you understand?Messala: Cut the legs off me... Not yet. Not till I've seen him. I can't receive him with half a body!Messala: NO!Messala: I told you, Drusus; I told you! There he is.Messala: Triumph c... triumph complete, Judah. The race won, the enemy destroyed.Judah Ben-Hur: I see no enemy.Messala: What do you think you see? The smashed body of a wretched animal? There's enough of a man still left here for you to hate. Let me help you.Messala: You think they're dead, your mother and sister? Dead, and the race over? It isn't over, Judah. They're not dead.Judah Ben-Hur: Where are they?Judah Ben-Hur: Where are they? WHERE ARE THEY?Messala: Look... look for them... in the Valley... of the Lepers! If you can recognize them!Messala: It goes on. It goes on, Judah. The race... the race... is not... over!
