← But you weren't like the others, always checking your makeup in front of a mirror, touching up your lipstick, hoping someone would notice you. 🔊✎
← No boss. That's what we hoped first. But the earth was thrown over him. Like you're supposed to. It was someone who knew what they was doing. 🔊✎
← In drama, with its traitors, its sneering villains, its damsels in distress, its sudden discoveries, its acts of revenge, its gleams of hope, it would be horrible to die, it would just be an accident. Maybe you could have been saved, the young hero might have arrived in time with the cavalry. 🔊✎
← And above all, tragedy is calm, because you know there's no hope, no filthy hope; you're caught, in the end you're caught like a rat, with the whole sky that's fallen on you, and all you can do is scream, not groan or complain, but scream at the top of your lungs all the things you have to say, which you've never said and maybe didn't even know you had in you. It won't help: but you do it for yourself, to learn something. 🔊✎
← In a drama, you fight back because you hope to escape. It's vulgar, you just want to turn a profit. Tragedy is for free. 🔊✎
← Like my father, yes! We're the kind of people who get to the bottom of things. Right until there really isn't the smallest amount of hope left, the tiniest little possibility of hope to strangle. We're the kind of people who jump on it when we see it, your hope, your dear hope, your filthy hope! 🔊✎