instability

• Blanche: Well, now you talk. Open your pretty mouth and talk while I look around for some liquor!
• Blanche: God love you for a liar! Daylight never exposed so total a ruin!
• Blanche: You hear me? I said stand up! [Stella complies reluctantly] You messy child, you, you’ve splilt something on that pretty white lace collar!
• Blanche: I want you to look at my figure [She turns around] You know I haven’t put on one ounce in ten years, Stella? I weigh what I weighed the summer you left belle reve.
• 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 like an artist who paints in strong, bold colours, primary colours. I don’t like pinks and creams and I never cared for wishy-washy people.
• BLANCHE; I laughed and treated it all as a joke, called him a little boy and laughed- and flirted. Yes- I was flirting with your husband Stella!
• BLANCHE: The blind are- leading the blind!
• BLANCHE: I’m an old-maid school-teacher
• 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.
• BLANCHE: Sometime today I’ve got to get hold of a bromo
• Yes, yes, magic. I try to give that to people. I misrepresent things to them. I don’t tell the truth, I tell what ought to be truth
• sewn up in a clean white sack