Dakin: It's consolation. All literature is consolation.
Scripps: No, it isn't. What about when it's celebration? Joy?
Dakin: But it's written when the joy is over. Finished. So even when it's joy, it's grief. It's consolation.
Dakin: Actually it isn't wholly my idea.
Dakin: I've been reading this book by Kneeshaw.
Dakin (shows him book): Kneeshaw. He's a philosopher. Frederick Kneeshaw.
Scripps: I think that's pronounced Nietszche.
Dakin: Shit. Shit. Shit.
Scripps: What's the matter?
Dakin: I talked to Irwin about it. He didn't correct me. He let me call him Kneeshaw. He'll think I'm a right fool. Shit.
Monday, May 20, 2013
Dialogue of the day
From Alan Bennett, The History Boys (pb. ed.), pp.46-47: