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“her delicate beauty must avoid a
strong light.
There is something about her uncertain manner, as well as her white clothes, that suggests a
moth”.
Blanche
: Only mr edgar allan poe!- could do it justice! Out there I suppose is the
ghoul-haunted woodland
of weir!
Blanche
: I want to be near
you
, got to be with somebody, I can’t be alone! Because– as you must have noticed– I’m not very well…
Blanche
: I know that youre bound to
reproach
me– but before you do-take into consideration– you left ! I stayed and struggled!
Blanche
:.. I stayed and fought for it, bled for it, almost died for it!
BLANCHE: [singing in the bathroom] From the
land of sky blue water
, they brought a
captive maid
!
BLANCHE
: These are love letters, yellowing from antiquity.
BLANCHE
: Now that you’ve touched them I’ll have to burn them
BLANCHE
; …fathers and uncles and brothers exchanged the land for their
epic fornications
EUNICE
: She ain’t coming down so you
quit
! Or you’ll git th’ law on you!
STELLA
:
He smashed all the light-bulbs with the heel of my slipper
[she laughs]
BLANCHE: Of course you remember
Shep Huntleigh.
I went out with him at college and wore his
pin
for a while.
In this
dark march
to whatever we’re approaching
I’m looking for the
Pleiades
, the seven sisters, but they aren’t out
tonight
Je suis la
Dame
aux
Camellias
Her
future
is
mapped
out for her
MITCH: I don’t think I’ve
ever seen you
in
the light
After the death of
Allan- intimacies
with strangers was all I was able to fill my
empty heart
with.
I lived in a house where
dying old women
remembered their
dead men
It came like a
bolt
from the
blue
Deliberate cruelty
is not forgivable… the one thing of which I have never, ever been
guilty
She has a
tragic radiance
in her
red satin robe
following the sculptural lines of her body
as if all
human
experience shows on her
face
sewn
up in a clean
white
sack
He
kneels
beside her and finds the opening of her
blouse