![]() I rebelled against it, but it was no use. You see, my dear, I was in love with you. You have never been utterly dependent on another person for happiness. It pleased you not to. You put it in your pocket.īut don’t you realize what it is to feel that another person has absolute power over you? No, for you have never felt that way. ![]() It was in your hands, to do what you liked with. I had to give myself to you, even though I knew you hardly cared. I had to-for my heart was no longer in my own breast. It was I who fell-headlong, dizzy, blind. I didn’t want to love you. You made up your mind and walked in, with the air of a god on a holiday. In a moment of mental abstraction, for which I never can forgive myself, I deposited the manuscript in the basinette, and placed the baby in the hand-bag. I had also with me a somewhat old, but capacious hand-bag in which I had intended to place the manuscript of a work of fiction that I had written during my few unoccupied hours. On the morning of the day you mention, a day that is for ever branded on my memory, I prepared as usual to take the baby out in its perambulator. Lady Bracknell, I admit with shame that I do not know. The Importance of Being Earnest (comedic) She is eighteen and so rude I should like to spank her. There is that little presumptuous May Whigham. I still have it because I will have it, because I will not let it go, but I have to strive harder for it every year,Įvery year I must grow more imperious, more dominating, more terrorizing to hold supremacy over this new independent generation. I do not wish to rest, I simply won’t grow old. When one has been a leader, one can not let younger women usurp one’s position. They tell me I am getting old, that I must rest. ![]() The doctors are my worst enemies. They tell me I must not eat this, I must not do that. No one at Westerburg’s going to let you play their reindeer games.Ī monologue from the play by Alice GerstenbergĪgnes, you have kept your health living on your estate in Long Island, but you have watched the inevitable drying up of flowers and leaves in autumnĪnd you have followed what seems to you the inevitable progress of autumn into winter–well, my hair may be white as snow, but my blood is still red! I get paid in puke! (totally in control) Monday morning, you’re history. I’ll tell everyone about tonight. ![]() What’s my thanks? It’s on the hallway carpet. You were nothing before you met me! You were playing Barbies with Betty Finn! You were a Brownie, you were a Bluebird, you were a Girl Scout Cookie! I got you into a Remington Party! So I feel that perhaps I have a right to speak for Eileen who has no one else.Ī monologue from the screenplay/movie by Daniel Waters But I had resources to fall back upon that Eileen hasn’t got- a family who loved me and understood- friends- so I pulled through.īut it spoiled my life for a long time. Once- a long time ago- I suffered as she is suffering- from this same mistake. You’ll have to forgive me for speaking to you so boldly on a delicate subject. And then I thought that it might be only a surface affair- that after you were gone it would end for her. I would have stopped it then out of pity for her, if I could have, if I didn’t know that any interference would only make matters worse. She saw that you didn’t love her- any more than you did in the days before you left. The Straw (dramatic)Ī monologue from the play by Eugene O’Neill American Horror Story (dramatic) The Best 27 One Minute Monologues For Females 1. To Gillian on Her 37th Birthday (dramatic)
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