Becket
- Otherwise known as me finding another cool thing. It's from Becket (a play by Jean Anouilh if you didn't know), and I recommend that everyone read it - along with Antigone , and hell, might as well read all of his plays while you're at it. I haven't, but I aim to. Anyway, this is a quote from Becket in the original French - if you don't speak or read it, I'll put up the quote from the English translation. I read it in English first, and it was in English that I fell in love with Jean Anouilh's plays for their themes and honesty - the way they spoke to the bottom of my soul - but now that I've been reading it in French I realise just how much the translation's lost. BECKET: A vingt ans, avant d'avoir perdu ses dents et pris cet âge indéfinissable du peuple, celui-là a peut-être été beau. Il a peut-être une nuit d'amour, une minute où il a été roi lui aussi, oubliant sa peur. (It's better if you know what happened right before - ...