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from A Man for All Seasons by Robert Bolt
A Man for All Seasons
Copyright © 1960 by Robert Bolt
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Preface |
The economy was very progressive, the religion was very reactionary. We say therefore that the collision was inevitable, setting Henry aside as a colorful accident. With Henry presumably we set aside as accidents Catherine and Wolsey and Anne and More and Cranmer and Cromwell and the Lord Mayor of London and the man who cleaned his windows; setting indeed everyone aside as an accident, we say that the collision was inevitable. But that, on reflection, seems only to repeat that it happened. What is of interest is the way it happened, the way it was lived.
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But society can have only as much idea as we have what we are about, for it has only our brains to think with. And the individual who tries to plot his position by reference to our society finds no fixed points, but only the vaunted absence of them, freedom and opportunity; freedom for what, opportunity to do what, is nowhere indicated. The only positive he is given is get and spend (get and spendif you can from the Right, get and spendyou deserve it from the Left) and he did not need society to tell him that. In other words we are thrown back by our society upon ourselves at our lowest, that is at our least satisfactory to ourselves. Which of course sends us flying back to society with all the force of rebound.
Socially, we fly from the idea of an individual to the professional describers, the classifiers, the men with the categories and a quick ear for the latest subdivision, who flourish among us like priests. Individually, we do what we can to describe and classify ourselves and so assure ourselves that from the outside at least we do have a definite outline. Both socially and individually it is with us as it is with our citiesan accelerating flight to the periphery, leaving a center which is empty when the hours of business are over.
| Topic: Classification
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It is not easy to know what a play is about until it is finished, and by then what it is about is incorporated in it irreversibly and is no more to be separated from it than the shape of a statue is to be separated from the marble.
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As a figure for the superhuman context I took the largest, most alien, least formulated thing I know, the sea and water. The references to ships, rivers, currents, tides, navigation, and so on, are all used for this purpose. Society by contrast figures as dry land. I set out with no very well-formed idea of the kind of play it was to be, except that it was not to be naturalistic. The possibility of using imagery, that is of using metaphors not decoratively but with an intention, was a side effect of that. Its a very far from new idea, of course. Whether it worked I rather doubt. Certainly no one noticed. But I comfort myself with the thought that its the nature of imagery to work, in performance at any rate, unconsciously.
| Topic: The Sea
| Act One
| More: Well . . . I believe, when statesmen forsake their own private conscience for the sake of their public duties . . . they lead their country by a short route to chaos.
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Chapuys: You are a good man.
More: I dont see how you deduce that from what I told you.
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Boatman: [...] From Richmond to Chelsea, a penny halfpenny . . . from Chelsea to Richmond, a penny halfpenny. From Richmond to Chelsea, its a quiet float downstream, from Chelsea to Richmond, its a hard pull upstream. And its a penny halfpenny either way. Whoever makes the regulations doesnt row a boat.
| Topic: Economics
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Common Man:
[...] His scholarship is supported by his writings; saintliness is a quality less easy to establish. But from his willful indifference to realities which were obvious to quite ordinary contemporaries, it seems all too probable that he had it.
| Topic: Saints
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More: [...] The law, Roper, the law. I know whats legal not whats right. And Ill stick to whats legal.
Roper: Then you set mans law above Gods!
More: No, far below; but let me draw your attention to a factIm not God. The currents and eddies of right and wrong, which you find such plain sailing, I cant navigate. Im no voyager. But in the thickets of the law, oh, there Im a forester.
| Topic: Law
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Roper: So now youd give the Devil benefit of law!
More: Yes. What would you do? Cut a great road through the law to get after the Devil?
Roper: Id cut down every law in England to do that!
More: Oh? And when the last law was down, and the Devil turned round on youwhere would you hide, Roper, the laws all being flat? This countrys planted thick with laws from coast to coastmans laws, not Godsand if you cut them downand youre just the man to do itdyou really think you could stand upright in the winds that would blow then? Yes, Id give the Devil benefit of law, for my own safetys sake.
Roper: I have long suspected this; this is the golden calf; the laws your god.
More: Oh, Roper, youre a fool, Gods my god . . . But I find him rather too subtle . . . I dont know where he is nor what he wants.
Roper: My god wants service, to the end and unremitting; nothing else!
More: Are you sure thats God? He sounds like Moloch.
| Topic: Gods
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More: [...] Will, Id trust you with my life. But not your principles. You see, we speak of being anchored to our principles. But if the weather turns nasty you up with an anchor and let it down where theres less wind, and the fishings better. And Look, we say, look, Im anchored! To my principles!
| Topic: Principles
| Act Two
| Chapuys: Must I require anything? After all, we are brothers in Christ, you and I!
More: A characteristic we share with the rest of humanity. You live in Cheapside, Signor? To make contact with a brother in Christ you have only to open your window and empty a chamberpot. There was no need to come to Chelsea.
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More: [...] Why, its a theory, yes; you cant see it; cant touch it; its a theory. But what matters to me is not whether its true or not but that I believe it to be true, or rather, not that I believe it, but that I believe it . . . I trust I make myself obscure?
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More: [...] God made the angels to show him splendoras he made animals for innocence and plants for their simplicity. But Man he made to serve him wittily, in the tangle of his mind! If he suffers us to fall to such a case that there is no escaping, then we may stand to our tackle as best we can, and yes, Will, then we may clamor like champions . . . if we have the spittle for it. And no doubt it delights God to see splendor where He only looked for complexity. But its Gods part, not our own, to bring ourselves to that extremity! Our natural business lies in escapingso lets get home and study this Bill.
| Topic: Humanity
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Norfolk: [...] You know those men! Cant you do what I did, and come with us, for fellowship?
More: And when we stand before God, and you are sent to Paradise for doing according to your conscience, and I am damned for not doing according to mine, will you come with me, for fellowship?
| Topic: Conscience
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Cromwell: You dont seem to appreciate the seriousness of your position.
More: I defy anyone to live in that cell for a year and not appreciate the seriousness of his position.
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More: [...] When a man takes an oath, Meg, hes holding his own self in his own hands. Like water. And if he opens his fingers thenhe neednt hope to find himself again.
| Topic: Oaths
| text checked (see note) Feb 2005
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