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e0a445e
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I said I was impressed, Martha. I'm beside myself with jealousy. What do you want me to do, throw up?
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Edward Albee |
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763c38a
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Martha: Truth or illusion, George; you don't know the difference. George: No, but we must carry on as though we did. Martha: Amen.
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truth
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Edward Albee |
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fc92968
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Dashed hopes and good intentions. Good, better, best, bested.
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Edward Albee |
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85e0f98
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George, who is out somewhere there in the dark, who is good to me - whom I revile, who can keep learning the games we play as quickly as I can change them. Who can make me happy and I do not wish to be happy. And yes, I do wish to be happy. George and Martha: Sad, sad, sad. Whom I will not forgive for having come to rest; for having seen me and having said: "Yes, this will do". Who has made the hideous, the hurting, the insulting mistake of..
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marriage
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Edward Albee |
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4b20334
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George, who is out somewhere there in the dark, who is good to me - whom I revile, who can keep learning the games we play as quickly as I can change them. Who can make me happy and I do not wish to be happy. And yes, I do wish to be happy. George and Martha: Sad, sad, sad. Whom I will not forgive for having come to rest; for having seen me and having said: "Yes, this will do". Who has made the hideous, the hurting, the insulting mistake of..
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marriage
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Edward Albee |
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2f3ba48
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It's one of those things a person has to do; sometimes a person has to go a very long distance out of his way to come back a short distance correctly.
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perspective
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Edward Albee |
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23554a9
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If you have no wounds, how can you know if you're alive?
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Edward Albee |
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ae3ceb3
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The world is a zoo
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Edward Albee |
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c25a256
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You want to dance with me, angel tits?
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Edward Albee |
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5a4f25c
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Martha: Oh, I like your anger. I think that's what I like about you most. Your anger.
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marriage
love
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Edward Albee |
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9f3603a
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And the west, encumbered by crippling alliances, and hardened with a morality too rigid to accommodate itself to the swing of events, must ..... eventually ..... fall.
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Edward Albee |
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01434eb
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HONEY: (Apologetically, holding up her brandy bottle) I peel labels. GEORGE: We all peel labels, sweetie; and when you get through the skin, all three layers, through the muscle, slosh aside the organs (An aside to NICK) them which is still sloshable--(Back to HONEY) and get down to bone...you know what you do then? HONEY: (Terribly interested) No! GEORGE: When you get down to bone, you haven't got all the way, yet. There's something inside..
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labels
marrow
facade
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Edward Albee |
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9427860
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You don't see anything, do you? You see everything but the goddamn mind; you see all the little specs and crap, but you don't see what goes on, do you?
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Edward Albee |
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622864f
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First, I'll kill the dog with kindness, and if that doesn't work, I'll just kill him.
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Edward Albee |
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097633f
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You...you've been here quite a long time, haven't you?" What? Oh...yes. Ever since I married What's-her-name. Uh, Martha. Even before that. Forever. Dashed hopes, and good intentions. Good, better, best, bested. How do you like that for a declension, young man?"
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Edward Albee |
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aa0035a
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I am a doctor. A.B.... M.A.... PH.D....ABMAPHID! Abmaphid has been variously described as a wasting disease of the frontal lobes, and as a wonder drug. It is actually both.I'm really very mistrustful.
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Edward Albee |
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b6d8d10
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Musical beds is the faculty sport around here.
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innuendo
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Edward Albee |
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5169456
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I dance like the wind.
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Edward Albee |
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3110af0
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Martha: ... I cry allllll the time; but deep inside, so no one can see me. I cry all the time. And Georgie cries all the time, too. We both cry all the time, and then what we do, we cry, and we take our tears, and we put 'em in the ice box, in the goddamn ice trays until they're all frozen and then... we put them... in our... drinks.
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Edward Albee |
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8598f52
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Everything becomes... too late, finally. You know it's going on... up on the hill; you can see the dust, and hear the cries, and the steel... but you wait; and time happens. When you do go, sword, shield... finally... there's nothing there... save rust; bones; and the wind.
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Edward Albee |
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5c796ab
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George who is out somewhere there in the dark... George who is good to me, and whom I revile; who understands me, and whom I push off; who can make me laugh, and I choke it back in my throat; who can hold me, at night, so that it's warm, and whom I will bite so there's blood; who keeps learning the games we play as quickly as I can change the rules; who can make me happy and I do not wish to be happy, and yes I do wish to be happy. George a..
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Edward Albee |
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e42051e
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There's no limit to you, is there?
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Edward Albee |
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95cfef1
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who tolerates, which is intolerable; who is kind, which is cruel; who understands, which is beyond comprehension...
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Edward Albee |
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fa65c69
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It's sad to know you've gone through it all, or most of it, without... that the one body you'v wrapped your arms around, the only skin you've ever known, is your own... and that's it's dry, and not warm.
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Edward Albee |
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5356aea
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Martha: Fix the kids a drink, George. What would you like to drink, kid- kid. Nick: Honey? what would you like? Honey: Ohhhh, I don't know, dear, a little brandy maybe. "Never mix, never worry!" George: Brandy? Just brandy? Simple, simple... [George turns to Nick.] George: What about you, em... em... em... Nick: Bourbon on the rocks, if you don't mind.
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Edward Albee |
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44faec7
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Awww, 'tis the refuge we take when the unreality of the world weighs too heavy on our tiny heads.
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Edward Albee |
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8de6765
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That's the happiest moment. When it's all done. When we stop. When we can stop.
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Edward Albee |
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545caa0
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Stevie: (Not listening) That you can do these two things... and not understand how it... SHATTERS THE GLASS!!?? How it cannot be dealt with-how stop and forgiveness have nothing to do with it? and how I am destroyed? How you are? How I cannot admit it though I know it!? How I cannot deny it because I cannot admit it!? Cannot admit it, because it is outside of denying!?
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Edward Albee |
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5e21c61
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I have learned that neither kindness nor cruelty by themselves; independent of each other, creates any effect beyond themselves; and I have learned that the two combined, together, at the same time, are the teaching emotion. And what is gained is loss.
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Edward Albee |
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02a131e
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People can't have everything they want. You should know that; it's a rule; people can have some of the things they want, but they can't have everything.
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Edward Albee |
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503efb7
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Alright... what do you want me to say? Do you want me to say it's funny, so you can contradict me and say it's sad? Or do you want me to say it's sad so you can turn around and say no, it's funny. You can play that damn little game any way you want to, you know!
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Edward Albee |
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0bd7b57
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we must have that put in Latin--We do what we can--on
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Edward Albee |
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af17bd3
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Writers have this schizophrenic ability to both participate in their lives and, at the same time, observe themselves participating in their lives.
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writing
participating
writers
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Edward Albee |
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8aa30c7
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what I wanted to get at is the value difference between pornographic playing cards when you're a kid, and pornographic playing cards when you're older. It's that when you're a kid you use the cards as a substitute for a real experience, and when you're older you use real experience as a substitute for the fantasy.
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sex
the-zoo-story
pornography
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Edward Albee |
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9672b8a
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P'em za slepoe dukhovnoe oko, za serdechnyi pokoi i za tsirroz pecheni.
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Edward Albee |
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5768a8a
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But the landlady is a fat, ugly, mean, stupid, unwashed, misanthropic, cheap, drunken bag of garbage. And you may have noticed that I very seldom use profanity, so I can't describe her as well as I might.
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Edward Albee |
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18b56cb
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Careers are funny things. They begin mysteriously and, just as mysteriously, they can end.
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Edward Albee |
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3e462a3
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Addiction is a repeated temporary...stilling. I am concerned with peace...not mere relief.
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relief
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Edward Albee |
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53d0e4e
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MARTIN (Serious) Am I too young for Alzheimer's? STEVIE Probably. Isn't it nice to be too young for something?
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Edward Albee |
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1311994
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The most profound indication of social malignancy ... no sense of humor. None of the monoliths could take a joke.
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Edward Albee |
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cfd278e
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Knowing it--knowing it's true is one thing, but believing what you know... well, there's the tough part.
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the-goat-or-who-is-sylvia
play
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Edward Albee |
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69bed12
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George: Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf? Martha: I am, George. I am.
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illusion
bittersweet-endings
echo
ironic-echo
bittersweet
ironic
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Edward Albee |
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0f64b5c
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I swear if you existed I'd divorce you.
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Edward Albee |
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a39f1c4
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Yes ... but was I happy? Did I sit there and did contentment bathe me in its warm light?
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Edward Albee |