Marcel Monologue from Françoise's Luck

From Françoise's Luck by Georges de Porto-Riche

male · philosophical · 58 sec

You know, Françoise, one can never be sure of one's self. Françoise. Of course! Marcel. No one can say, "I love to-day, and I shall love to-morrow." You or any one else. Françoise. I? Marcel. How can you tell, whether in fifteen years—? Françoise. Oh, I'm a little child—I'm different from the others: I shall always love the same man all his life. But go on, you were saying? Marcel. Nothing. I want you to be happy, in spite of everything, no matter what may happen—no matter what I may do. Françoise. Even if you should deceive me?

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