Ah, what happens between people, happens, and after a while it doesn't much matter how it started. But there it is. I'm here. You're there. We're in a room we've been in so many times before. Nothing seems changed. My hand looks just the same, my face is just the same, even my dress is old. I'm nothing too much: I'm like everybody else, the way I always was. I can have the things that other people have. I can have you, and children, and I can take care of them, and I can go to market, and read a book, and people will talk to me --- Only I can't. And I don't know why. Go home, darling.
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Quote from Lillian Hellman's "The Children's Hour"
Karen in Lillian Hellman's The Children's Hour:
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