Monologue

Oceana Monologue from The Naturewoman

From The Naturewoman by Upton Sinclair

female · defiant · 1:04 min

Call the police! Call your guests! Anything... bring the world down on him. Terrify him with conventions, beat him into subjection again! (MRS. MASTERSON: Wanton!) Wanton! Oh, how well you understand me! I, with my hunger for righteousness... I, who have disciplined myself as an anchorite, who have served as a priestess of life! And you, with your formulas and your superstitions... you pass judgment upon me! (With terrific energy.) See! This man and I, we are the gateway to the future! And you seek to bar it! By what right do you stand in the path of posterity... you tormentors of the ideal, you assassins of human hope!

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30s · anger · power · freedom · identity · hope

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