← And you'll see what he says when he hears you've been out at night. 🔊✎
← That's how I feel. And I wanted to say to you I would have been so proud to be your woman, really be your woman that you could reach out and touch when you sat down in the evening, without even thinking, the way you'd touch something that belonged to you. 🔊✎
← Haemon, you swore! Leave. Leave right now and don't say anything. If you speak, if you take one step towards me, I will throw myself out of this window. 🔊✎
← Death is there, and treason and despair, all ready to use, and the outbursts, and the storms, and the silences, all the silences: the silence when the headsman raises his axe at the end, the silence at the beginning when the two lovers are naked in front of each other for the first time in the dark bedroom, without daring to move, the silence when the crowd's screams burst out around the conqueror and it's like a film where the sound has been cut, all those open mouths with nothing coming out, all that commotion which is just a picture, and the conqueror, who has already been conquered, alone in the middle of his silence... 🔊✎
← Tries to scratch my eyes out! Yelling she hasn't finished... fucking crazy, yeah. 🔊✎
← Then listen: you are going back to your room, you are going to bed. You'll say that you're sick and you haven't been out since yesterday. Your nurse will confirm your story. I will make sure these three guards disappear. 🔊✎
← Those words that condemn you are so exciting, aren't they? You just lap them up when your name is Oedipus or Antigone. And then it's so simple to poke your eyes out and go out begging on the roads with your children. 🔊✎
← First of all, I'm not tender-hearted but I'm kind of fussy: I like things to be clean and neat. You think this doesn't disgust me as much as you, this piece of stinking meat we've left out in the sun? In the evening, when we get the sea breeze, you can smell it even in the palace. It turns my stomach. But all the same, I don't close the window. 🔊✎
← You're there, you're drinking in my words. And if you don't call your guards, it's so that you can hear me out to the end. 🔊✎
← What will it be, my happiness? What kind of happy woman is little Antigone going to become? What miserable things is she going to have to do, her as well, so that she can gnaw out her little morsel of happiness? Tell me, who's she going to lie to, who's she going to smile at, who's she going to sell herself to? Who's she going to let die while she looks the other way? 🔊✎