Monologue

Brendel Monologue from Rosmersholm

From Rosmersholm by Henrik Ibsen

male · contemplative · 1:13 min

Those you have read, yes. My really important works no man or woman knows anything about. No one--except myself. (Rebecca: How is that?) Because they are not yet written. (Rosmer: But, my dear Mr. Brendel--) You know, my dear John, that I am a bit of a sybarite--a gourmet. I have always been so. I have a taste for solitary enjoyment, because in that way my enjoyment is twice--ten times--as keen. It is, like this. When I have been wrapped in a haze of golden dreams that have descended on me--when new, intoxicating, momentous thoughts have had their birth in my mind, and I have been fanned by the beat of their wings as they bore me aloft--at such moments I have transformed them into poetry, into visions, into pictures. In general outlines, that is to say.

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40s · joy · identity · isolation · freedom · art

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