& William: Adso.
Adso: Yes, master?
William: In order to command nature... one must first learn to obey it. Return to the forecourts, get the edificium on your left... enter the quadrangle on your right, you’ll find the place you need. Behind the third arch.
& Ubertino: Beware of this place. The beast is still among us.
& Ubertino: She’s beautiful, is she not?.. When the female... by nature, so perverse... becomes sublime by holiness... then she can be the noblest vehicle of grace.
& William: Adso, we must not allow ourselves to be influenced... by irrational rumors of the Antichrist. Let us instead exercise our brains... and try to solve this tantalizing conundrum.
& William: No, no. My dear Adso... it’s elementary.
& William: The only evidence I see of the devil is everyone’s desire to see him at work.
& William: You are in love.
Adso: Is that bad?
William: For a monk, it does present certain problems.
Adso: But doesn’t St. Thomas Aquinas praise love above all other virtues?
William: Yes. The love of God, Adso! The love of God.
Adso: And the love of woman?
William: Of woman, Thomas Aquinas knew precious little.
& William: The scriptures are very clear. Proverbs warns us, «Woman takes possession of a man’s precious soul.» While Ecclesiastes tells us, «More bitter than death is woman.»
Adso: Yes, but... What do you think, master?
William: Well... Of course, I don’t have the benefit of your experience. But I find it difficult to convince myself... that God would have introduced such a foul being into creation without endowing her with some virtues. Hmm?
& William: How peaceful life would be without love, Adso. How safe. How tranquil. And how dull.
& Ubertino: Goodbye, dear child. Try not to learn too many bad examples from your master. He thinks too much. Relying always on the deductions of his head instead of trusting in the prophetic capacities of his heart. Learn to mortify your intelligence. Weep over the wounds of our Lord! Oh. And do throw away those books!
William: There is a side of Ubertino that I truly envy.
& William: No one should be forbidden to consult these books freely.
Adso: Perhaps they are thought to be too precious, too fragile.
William: No. It’s not that, Adso. It’s because they often contain a wisdom different from ours and ideas that could encourage us to doubt the infallibility of the word of God... And doubt, Adso, is the enemy of faith.
& William: Well, Adso... it would appear that we’re in a labyrinth...
Adso: How will we get out?
William: With some difficulty... if at all. You see, Adso, that is the charm of a labyrinth.
& William: If I had the answers to everything, I’d be teaching theology in Paris.
& Adso: You never seem to care about anyone. Couldn’t you at least show a little pity?
William: Perhaps that is the style of my pity... But pity won’t save her from the fire.
& Jorge de Burgos: When the pyres are lighted tonight... let the flames purify each of us in his own heart. Let us return to what was and ever should be the office of this abbey. The preservation of knowledge. «Preservation,» I say, not «search for.» Because there is no progress in the history of knowledge... merely a continuous and sublime recapitulation.
& William: But what is so alarming about laughter?
Jorge de Burgos: Laughter kills fear. And without fear, there can be no faith. Because without fear of the devil, there is no more need of God.
William: But you will not eliminate laughter by eliminating that book.
Jorge de Burgos: No, to be sure. Laughter will remain the common man’s recreation. But what will happen if, because of this book learned men were to pronounce it permissible to laugh at everything? Can we laugh at God? The world would relapse into chaos.
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Adso: Yes, master?
William: In order to command nature... one must first learn to obey it. Return to the forecourts, get the edificium on your left... enter the quadrangle on your right, you’ll find the place you need. Behind the third arch.
& Ubertino: Beware of this place. The beast is still among us.
& Ubertino: She’s beautiful, is she not?.. When the female... by nature, so perverse... becomes sublime by holiness... then she can be the noblest vehicle of grace.
& William: Adso, we must not allow ourselves to be influenced... by irrational rumors of the Antichrist. Let us instead exercise our brains... and try to solve this tantalizing conundrum.
& William: No, no. My dear Adso... it’s elementary.
& William: The only evidence I see of the devil is everyone’s desire to see him at work.
& William: You are in love.
Adso: Is that bad?
William: For a monk, it does present certain problems.
Adso: But doesn’t St. Thomas Aquinas praise love above all other virtues?
William: Yes. The love of God, Adso! The love of God.
Adso: And the love of woman?
William: Of woman, Thomas Aquinas knew precious little.
& William: The scriptures are very clear. Proverbs warns us, «Woman takes possession of a man’s precious soul.» While Ecclesiastes tells us, «More bitter than death is woman.»
Adso: Yes, but... What do you think, master?
William: Well... Of course, I don’t have the benefit of your experience. But I find it difficult to convince myself... that God would have introduced such a foul being into creation without endowing her with some virtues. Hmm?
& William: How peaceful life would be without love, Adso. How safe. How tranquil. And how dull.
& Ubertino: Goodbye, dear child. Try not to learn too many bad examples from your master. He thinks too much. Relying always on the deductions of his head instead of trusting in the prophetic capacities of his heart. Learn to mortify your intelligence. Weep over the wounds of our Lord! Oh. And do throw away those books!
William: There is a side of Ubertino that I truly envy.
& William: No one should be forbidden to consult these books freely.
Adso: Perhaps they are thought to be too precious, too fragile.
William: No. It’s not that, Adso. It’s because they often contain a wisdom different from ours and ideas that could encourage us to doubt the infallibility of the word of God... And doubt, Adso, is the enemy of faith.
& William: Well, Adso... it would appear that we’re in a labyrinth...
Adso: How will we get out?
William: With some difficulty... if at all. You see, Adso, that is the charm of a labyrinth.
& William: If I had the answers to everything, I’d be teaching theology in Paris.
& Adso: You never seem to care about anyone. Couldn’t you at least show a little pity?
William: Perhaps that is the style of my pity... But pity won’t save her from the fire.
& Jorge de Burgos: When the pyres are lighted tonight... let the flames purify each of us in his own heart. Let us return to what was and ever should be the office of this abbey. The preservation of knowledge. «Preservation,» I say, not «search for.» Because there is no progress in the history of knowledge... merely a continuous and sublime recapitulation.
& William: But what is so alarming about laughter?
Jorge de Burgos: Laughter kills fear. And without fear, there can be no faith. Because without fear of the devil, there is no more need of God.
William: But you will not eliminate laughter by eliminating that book.
Jorge de Burgos: No, to be sure. Laughter will remain the common man’s recreation. But what will happen if, because of this book learned men were to pronounce it permissible to laugh at everything? Can we laugh at God? The world would relapse into chaos.
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