The appeal of reading, she thought, lay in its indifference: there was something undeferring about literature.
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More Alan Bennett Quotes
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Over the years Miss Shepherd was visited by a succession of social workers so the character in the play is a composite figure.
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If I had to sum up my work, I suppose that’s it really: I’m taking the pith out of reality.
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Here I sit, alone at 60, Bald and fat and full of sin Cold the seat, and loud the cistern As I read the (Harpic) (Lysol) tin
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So, half a dozen of us tried – not all of us in history – and we all eventually got in. So, to that extent, it [The History Boys] comes out of my own experience.
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We still don’t like to admit the war was even partly our fault because so many of our people died.
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You don’t put your life into your books, you find it there.
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A book, as it were, closes the book.
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Have you ever thought, headmaster, that your standards might perhaps be a little out of date?
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Life is rather like a tin of sardines – we’re all of us looking for the key.
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Our perspective on the past alters. Looking back, immediately in front of us is dead ground.
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A bookshelf is as particular to its owner as are his or her clothes; a personality is stamped on a library just as a shoe is shaped by the foot.
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I’ve never seen the point of the sea, except where it meets the land. The shore has a point. The sea has none.
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God doesn’t do notes, either. Did Jesus Christ say, “Can I be excused the Crucifixion?” No!
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I suppose I’m the only person who remembers one of the most exciting of his ballets-it’s the fruit of an unlikely collaboration between Nijinsky on the one hand and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle on the other.
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But then, when I did go, the contrast between Leeds, which was very black and sooty in those days, and Cambridge, which seemed like something out of a fairystory, in the grip of a hard frost, was just wonderful.
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