Alan Bennett Quotes
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To play Trivial Pursuit with a life like mine could be said to be a form of homeopathy.
Diary entry for June 7, 1985, p. 143 
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More Alan Bennett Quotes
Life is rather like a tin of sardineswe're all of us looking for the key.
Alan Bennett— 1960 Beyond the Fringe.
I've never understood this liking for war. It panders to instincts already catered for within the scope of any respectable domestic establishment.
Alan Bennett— 1968 FortyYears On (published1969), act1.
Memories are not shackles, Franklin, theyare garlands.
Alan Bennett— 1968 FortyYears On (published1969), act 2.
The Breed never dies. Sapper, Buchan, Dornford Yates, practitioners in that school of Snobbery withViolence that runs like a thread of good-class tweed through twentieth-century literature.
Alan Bennett— 1968 FortyYears On (published1969), act 2. Snobbery With Violence was used as a book title by Colin Wilson (1971).
It's the one species I wouldn't mind seeing vanish from the face of the earth. I wish they were like the White Rhinosix of them left in the Serengeti National Park, and all males.
Alan Bennett— 1971Of dogs. Getting On (published1972), act1.
We were put to Dickens as children but it never took. That unremitting humanity soon had me cheesed off.
Alan Bennett— 1977 The Old Country, act 2.
There is no such thing as a good script, onlya good film, and I'm conscious that my scripts often read better than they play.
Alan Bennett— 1984 A Private Function, introduction to published screenplay.
I'm going to throwcaution to the winds and have a sweet sherry.
Alan Bennett— 1984 Spoken by Maggie Smith as Joyce Chilvers in A Private Function.
I want a future that will live up to my past.
Alan Bennett— 1984 Spoken by Maggie Smith as Joyce Chilvers in A Private Function.
They're going to have to be made to sit up and take notice. They're going to have to be made to realise who we are. My father had a chain of dry cleaners.
Alan Bennett— 1984 A Private Function.
Myclaimtoliterary fameisthat Iusedto deliver meattoa woman who becameT. S. Eliot's mother-in-law.
Alan Bennett— 1992 In the Observer, 26 Apr. The lady in question was the mother of Eliot's wife Valerie Fletcher; Bennett's father was the butcher in the sameYorkshire village.
Geoff: We started off trying to set up a small anarchist community, but people wouldn't obey the rules.
Alan Bennett— Getting On, Act 1 (1972)
Headmaster: They were all socialists. Why is it always the intelligent people who are socialists?
Alan Bennett— Act 2, p. 75.Of the Bloomsbury group.
Schoolmaster: But God, whatever else He is, and of course He is everything else, is not a fool.
Alan Bennett— Act 2, p. 78.
Headmaster: Mark my words, when a society has to resort to the lavatory for its humour, the writing is on the wall.
Alan Bennett— Act 2, p. 80.
Franklin: Sapper , Buchan, Dornford Yates, practitioners in that school of Snobbery with Violence that runs like a thread of good-class tweed through twentieth-century literature.
Alan Bennett— Act 2Bennett is often credited with having coined the pun "snobbery with violence", though he himself pointed out in Writing Home (1994), p. 199, that the phrase had been used by Count Geoffrey Potocki de Montalk in 1932 as the title of a pamphlet.
I tried to explain to her the significance of the great poet, but without much success, The Waste Land not figuring very largely in Mam's scheme of things. "The thing is," I said finally, "he won the Nobel Prize." "Well," she said, with that unerring grasp of inessentials which is the prerogative of mothers, "I’m not surprised. It was a beautiful overcoat."
Alan Bennett— Introduction, p. x (1994)
He had never read Proust , but he had somehow taken a short cut across the allotments and arrived at the same conclusions.
Alan Bennett— "Russell Harty, 1934 – 1988", p. 52 (1988)
Kafka could never have written as he did had he lived in a house. His writing is that of someone whose whole life was spent in apartments, with lifts, stairwells, muffled voices behind closed doors, and sounds through walls. Put him in a nice detached villa and he’d never have written a word.
Alan Bennett— Diary entry for June 27, 1988, p. 177
I have no doubt that in heaven the angels will regard the blessed as a necessary evil.
Alan Bennett— Diary entry for August 9, 1985, p. 290
One of the good things about Larkin is that he still has you firmly by the hand as you cross the finishing-line, whereas reading Auden is like doing a parachute-drop: for a while the view is wonderful, but then you end up on your back in the middle of a ploughed field and in the wrong county.
Alan Bennett— "Instead of a Present", p. 323 (1982)
The Channel is a slipper-bath of irony through which we pass these serious Continentals in order not to be infected by their gloom.
Alan Bennett— "Kafka in Las Vegas", p. 335 (1987)
He is interested in the feelings of the squash ball, and of the champagne bottle that launches the ship. In a football match his sympathy is not with either of the teams but with the ball, or, in a match ending nil-nil, with the hunger of the goalmouth.
Alan Bennett— "Kafka in Las Vegas", p. 336
Our father the novelist; my husband the poet. He belongs to the ages – just don't catch him at breakfast. Artists, celebrated for their humanity, they turn out to be scarcely human at all.
Alan Bennett— "Kafka in Las Vegas", p. 348
If you find yourself born in Barnsley and then set your sights on being Virginia Woolf it is not going to be roses all the way.
Alan Bennett— "The Pith and its Pitfalls", p. 385 (1981)
We started off trying to set up a small anarchist community , but people wouldn't obey the rules .
Alan Bennett— Alan Bennett, Getting On (1972), Act I
Too late. It was all too late. But she went on, determined as ever and always trying to catch up.
Alan Bennett— The Uncommon Reader
