ASND QUOTES AND THEMES
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- Created on: 08-05-18 09:08
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- A Streetcar Named Desire
- Desire
- 'the centre of his life is pleasure with women, the giving and taking of it, not with weak indulgence, dependently, with the power and pride of a richly feathered male bird'
- They told me take a streetcar called Desire, and transfer to one called Cemeteries and ride six blocks and get off at - Elysian Fields!
- I want to rest! I want to breathe quietly again! Yes – I want Mitch… very badly! Just think! If it happens! I can leave here and not be anyone's problem…
- Where were you! In bed with your - Polack!
- There are things that happen between a man and woman in the dark - that sort of make everything else seem - unimportant.
- Has anyone ever told you that you look like a young Prince out of the Arabian Nights?
- I don't want realism. I want magic!
- We've had this date with each other from the beginning!
- You need somebody. And I need somebody too. Could it be - you and me, Blanche?
- They come together with low, animal moans.
- I was - sort of - thrilled by it.
- Illusion and Reality
- Bathing
- I think I will bathe... My nerves are in knots.
- all freshly bathed and scented and feeling like a bran new human being!
- Music
- It’s only a paper moon, Just as phony as it can be–But it wouldn’t be make-believe If you believed in me!
- This 'blue piano' expresses the spirit of the life which goes on there.
- Varsouviana
- There now, the shot! It always stops after that
- inhuman jungle voices
- Shadows
- Lurid reflections appear on the walls in odd, sinuous shapes.
- The shadows and lurid reflections move sinuously as flames along the wall spaces.
- The shadows are a grotesque and menacing form.
- I ought to go [to the sky] on a rocket that never comes down.
- After all, a woman’s charm is fifty percent illusion.
- I don’t want realism. I want magic!
- Stella, oh, Stella, Stella! Stella for Star!
- I don’t tell the truth, I tell what ought to be truth.
- Bathing
- Madness and Alcoholism
- She pours a half tumbler of whisky and tosses is down. She carefully replaces the bottle and washes out the tumbler at the sink.
- Your sister hasn't turned into a drunkard, she's just all shaken up and hot and tired and dirty!
- I'm not accustomed to having more than one drink. Two is the limit - and three!
- No, one's my limit.
- No coke honey, not with my nerves.
- the "Varsouviana," is heard. The music is in her mind; she is drinking to escape.
- hiding the bottle in a closet, crouching at the mirror and dabbing her face with cologne and powder.
- He says you been lapping it up all summer like a wild-cat.
- As the drinking and packing went on, a mood of hysterical exhilaration came into her
- Some people rarely touch it, but it touches them often.
- Drunk - drunk - animal thing, you!
- Old South v New South
- Please don't get up. I'm only passing through.
- Nobody’s going to get up, so don’t be worried.
- I have to admit I love to be waited on...
- I was fishing for a compliment, Stanley.
- Yes - I was flirting with your husband, Stella!
- Stanley gives a loud whack of his hand on her thigh.
- Our first American ancestors were French Huguenots
- Over her head he grins through the curtains at Blanche.
- He advances a little as he knots his tie.
- and seizes the paper lantern
- He seizes the atomizer and slams it down on the dresser
- Stanley's gaudy pyjamas
- Not in my territory
- In the state of Louisiana we have the Napoleonic code, according to which what belongs to the wife belongs to the husband and vice versa.
- She returns his look without flinching.
- I have old- fashioned ideals
- My Rosenkavalier! Bow to me first!
- Try and locate a bunch of artificial violets in that box too,'
- Ha-ha! Some lily she is!
- such kinds of new light have come into the world since then!... In this dark march… don’t — don’t hang back with the brutes!
- Masculinity
- Remember what Huey Long said - "Every Man is a King!" And I am the King around here, so don't forget it!
- they are men at the peak of their physical manhood, as coarse and direct and powerful as the primary colours
- There are vivid slices of watermelon on the table, whisky bottles and glasses.
- Why don't you women go up and sit with Eunice?
- Animal joy is implicit in all his movements
- Light
- unless it's the paper lantern you want to take with you. You want the lantern?
- Daylight never exposed so total a ruin!
- and seizes the paper lantern
- I can’t stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.
- turn that over-light off!
- I don’t think I ever seen you in the light
- I won’t be looked at in this merciless glare!
- cries out as if the lantern was herself
- never for one moment since has there been any light that’s stronger than this - kitchen - candle.'
- Gender Roles & Dependency
- They're Stanley's friends
- Stanley doesn't give me a regular allowance
- I can’t stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.
- Don't ever believe it. Life has got to go on. No matter what happens, you've got to keep on going
- But I have been foolish - casting my pearls before swine!
- I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.
- You’ve got to be soft and attractive. And I – I’m fading now!
- Thank you for being so kind! I need kindness now.
- Honey, would I be here if the man weren't married?
- Death
- Oh, I guess he's just not the type that goes for jasmine perfume, but maybe he's what we need to mix with our blood now that we've lost Belle Reve.
- with pretty flowers. And, oh, what gorgeous boxes they pack them away in!
- The opposite is desire.
- They told me to take a street-car named Desire, and then transfer to one called Cemeteries and ride six blocks and get off at — Elysian Fields!
- Mr. Graves is the high school superintendent — he suggested I take a leave of absence.
- The first time I laid eyes on [Stanley] I thought to myself, that man is my executioner! That man will destroy me.
- Yes, I had many intimacies with strangers. After the death of Allan — intimacies with strangers was all I seemed able to fill my empty hearty with.
- I shall die of eating an unwashed grape one day out on the ocean. I will die—with my hand in the hand of some nice-looking ship’s doctor, a very young one
- Death is expensive, Miss Stella!
- Desire
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