But as thrilling as it was, and as thrilling as Nessun Dorma was, neither can match for undiluted thrillingness
the sequence that followed the continuity announcement: "And now it's time to join Harry Carpenter for Sportsnight."
Its likelihood is almost tautologously in inverse proportion to its thrillingness. And so it would seem that there can be nothing in thought that is both true and thrilling.
I think it's really in Kant, though, that the thrillingness of the argument becomes thematized as part of the argument itself.
The thrillingness of the discovery of the borders of reason and of its own restlessness is part of that discovery.