"Oh, no, he'll come back. We all come back. These private little revolutions always die. The compromise is always made...every man does have a star. The star of one's honesty. And you spend your life groping for it, but once it's out it never lights again. I don't think he went very far. He probably just wanted to be alone to watch his star go out..."
-All My Sons, Arthur Miller
Scary thoughts. Harsh. Pessimistic. Fatalist. So condescending. It doesn't even pretend to be regretful while Being Realistic.
Yuk.
Excuse me while I hang on to a bit of idealism.
-All My Sons, Arthur Miller
Scary thoughts. Harsh. Pessimistic. Fatalist. So condescending. It doesn't even pretend to be regretful while Being Realistic.
Yuk.
Excuse me while I hang on to a bit of idealism.
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