Monologue

Stranger Monologue from To Damascus

From To Damascus by August Strindberg

any · philosophical · 29 sec

They annoy me. The place might be bewitched. No, it's not death I fear, but solitude; for then one's not alone. I don't know who's there, I or another, but in solitude one's not alone. The air grows heavy and seems to engender invisible beings, who have life and whose presence can be felt.

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