Tony Webster: I'm not very interested in my school days and feel no special nostalgia for them. ... In those days, we imagined ourselves as being in a holding pen, waiting to be released into our lives. ... And when that moment would come, we would be at university. How were we to know that our lives had already begun, and our release would only be into a larger holding pen? And in time, a larger holding pen.
Tony Webster: When you are young, you want your emotions to be like the ones you read about in books. You want them to overturn your life and create a new reality. But as that second hand insists on speeding up and time delivers us all too quickly into middle age, and then old age, that's when you want something a little milder, don't you? You want your emotions to support your life as it has become. You want them to tell you that everything is going to be okay. And is there anything wrong with that?
Adrian Finn: I don't find the historian's need to ascribe responsibility a particularly fruitful arena, sir.
Mr. Hunt: Care to elaborate?
Adrian Finn: Historians yearn for an answer to the question of who's to blame for this event or for that atrocity, but... I don't know, sir. Sometimes it seems to me it is impossible to know.
Mr. Hunt: Go on.
Adrian Finn: Well, Patrick Lagrange, sir, said that, "History is the certainty produced at the point when the imperfections of memory meet the inadequacies of documentation."
Young Tony: It's the lies of victors, sir!
Mr. Hunt: As long as you understand that it is also the delusions of the defeated.
Adrian Finn: Take Dobson's suicide, sir...
Mr. Hunt: Okay...
Adrian Finn: We are told Dobson came to take his own life, perhaps when he understood his girlfriend was pregnant.
Mr. Hunt: Finn!.. Dobson's death is a private matter.
Adrian Finn: No... it's also a historical matter. The point I'm trying to make, sir, is that nothing can now be known in the absence of Dobson's own testimony. We... we may never know the truth. And... no amount of intellectual posturing can alter that. Do you see the problem, sir?
Veronica Ford: Hello, Anthony.
Tony Webster: You look well.
Veronica Ford: You're bald.
Tony Webster: Well, at least it proves I'm not an alcoholic.
Veronica Ford: Do people think you're an alcoholic?
Tony Webster: Uh... you may be interested to know, you probably won't, but I was planning on making an apology to you. For being insensitive, being a bore, for being a monumental pain in the arse. Maybe it's too little too late, but I hope not.
Tony Webster: How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to tell us our life is not our life. It is just a story we've told about our lives. A story about our lives told to others, but mainly to ourselves.
Tony Webster: "... I think of everything that has happened in my life... and how little I have allowed to happen. I, who neither won nor lost. Who avoided being hurt and called it a capacity for survival. ..."
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Tony Webster: When you are young, you want your emotions to be like the ones you read about in books. You want them to overturn your life and create a new reality. But as that second hand insists on speeding up and time delivers us all too quickly into middle age, and then old age, that's when you want something a little milder, don't you? You want your emotions to support your life as it has become. You want them to tell you that everything is going to be okay. And is there anything wrong with that?
Adrian Finn: I don't find the historian's need to ascribe responsibility a particularly fruitful arena, sir.
Mr. Hunt: Care to elaborate?
Adrian Finn: Historians yearn for an answer to the question of who's to blame for this event or for that atrocity, but... I don't know, sir. Sometimes it seems to me it is impossible to know.
Mr. Hunt: Go on.
Adrian Finn: Well, Patrick Lagrange, sir, said that, "History is the certainty produced at the point when the imperfections of memory meet the inadequacies of documentation."
Young Tony: It's the lies of victors, sir!
Mr. Hunt: As long as you understand that it is also the delusions of the defeated.
Adrian Finn: Take Dobson's suicide, sir...
Mr. Hunt: Okay...
Adrian Finn: We are told Dobson came to take his own life, perhaps when he understood his girlfriend was pregnant.
Mr. Hunt: Finn!.. Dobson's death is a private matter.
Adrian Finn: No... it's also a historical matter. The point I'm trying to make, sir, is that nothing can now be known in the absence of Dobson's own testimony. We... we may never know the truth. And... no amount of intellectual posturing can alter that. Do you see the problem, sir?
Veronica Ford: Hello, Anthony.
Tony Webster: You look well.
Veronica Ford: You're bald.
Tony Webster: Well, at least it proves I'm not an alcoholic.
Veronica Ford: Do people think you're an alcoholic?
Tony Webster: Uh... you may be interested to know, you probably won't, but I was planning on making an apology to you. For being insensitive, being a bore, for being a monumental pain in the arse. Maybe it's too little too late, but I hope not.
Tony Webster: How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to tell us our life is not our life. It is just a story we've told about our lives. A story about our lives told to others, but mainly to ourselves.
Tony Webster: "... I think of everything that has happened in my life... and how little I have allowed to happen. I, who neither won nor lost. Who avoided being hurt and called it a capacity for survival. ..."
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