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• 来自网友【剑心未央必有票】的评论“我会记住这一刻，这祥和的黄昏…还有野草莓和牛奶，你在暮色中的脸庞…米克尔的睡姿，约瑟夫弹着鲁特琴。我会竭力记住我们说的每句话。我会小心地珍藏这段记忆，就像捧着满满一碗牛奶一般小心。这会是我生命中闪光的一刻…”死神也不知道什么是主，他解答不了的困惑，在一对年轻的夫妻和他们的孩子身上找到了。野草莓和鲜牛奶，微风吹拂中小孩咯吱咯吱的笑声，这就是生命的意义，不需要主来解答。善良的人能见到圣母和死神。圣母会朝他微笑，死神见到他却不会勾走他。人到底要怎样活着。谁不想成为一个胆敢与死神下棋的人。他让我想起《哈利波特与死亡圣器》里三兄弟中的老三。死神来迎接老三，一起走向另一个世界。善良而快乐地活着，然后勇敢地迎向死神。这是我在这部电影里获取的力量。
• 来自网友【Manson】的评论 Antonius Block: We must make an idol of our fear, and call it god. Antonius Block: Is it so terribly inconceivable to comprehend God with one's senses? Why does he hide in a cloud of half-promises and unseen miracles? How can we believe in the faithful when we lack faith? What will happen to us who want to believe, but can not? What about those who neither want to nor can believe? Why can't I kill God in me? Why does He live on in me in a humiliating way - despite my wanting to evict Him from my heart? Why is He, despite all, a mocking reality I can't be rid of? Antonius Block: I want to confess as best I can, but my heart is void. The void is a mirror. I see my face and feel loathing and horror. My indifference to men has shut me out. I live now in a world of ghosts, a prisoner in my dreams. Antonius Block: Who are you?Death: I am Death.Antonius Block: Have you come for me?Death: I have long walked by your side.Antonius Block: So I have noticed.Death: Are you ready?Antonius Block: My body is ready, but I am not. Antonius Block: I want knowledge! Not faith, not assumptions, but knowledge. I want God to stretch out His hand, uncover His face and speak to me.Death: But He remains silent.Antonius Block: I call out to Him in the darkness. But it's as if no one was there.Death: Perhaps there isn't anyone.Antonius Block: Then life is a preposterous horror. No man can live faced with Death, knowing everything's nothingness.Death: Most people think neither of death nor nothingness.Antonius Block: But one day you stand at the edge of life and face darkness.Death: That day.Antonius Block: I understand what you mean. Antonius Block: I shall remember this moment: the silence, the twilight, the bowl of strawberries, the bowl of milk. Your faces in the evening light. Mikael asleep, Jof with his lyre. I shall try to remember our talk. I shall carry this memory carefully in my hands as if it were a bowl brimful of fresh milk. It will be a sign to me, and a great sufficiency. Jöns: Love is the blackest of all plagues... if one could die of it, there would be some pleasure in love, but you don't die of it. Antonius Block: Faith is a torment. It is like loving someone who is out there in the darkness but never appears, no matter how loudly you call. Jöns: Love is nothing but lust and cheating and lies.Jöns: Love is as contagious as a cold. It eats away at your strength, morale... If everything is imperfect in this world, love is perfect in its imperfection.Blacksmith Plog: You're happy, you with your oily words. You believe your own twaddle.Jöns: Believe it? Who said? But I love to give pieces of advice.