Monologue

Henriette Monologue from There Are Crimes and Crimes

From There Are Crimes and Crimes by August Strindberg

female · anguished · 59 sec

Are you sure the evil will cannot kill? (ADOLPHE: You mean in some mystic way?) As you please. Let it go at mystic. In my own family--I am sure that my mother and my sisters killed my father with their hatred. You see, he had the awful idea that he must oppose all our tastes and inclinations. Wherever he discovered a natural gift, he tried to root it out. In that way he aroused a resistance that accumulated until it became like an electrical battery charged with hatred. At last it grew so powerful that he languished away, became depolarised, lost his will-power, and, in the end, came to wish himself dead. (ADOLPHE: And your conscience never troubled you?) No, and furthermore, I don't know what conscience is.

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