Trebell Monologue from Waste: A Tragedy, In Four Acts

From Waste: A Tragedy, In Four Acts by Harley Granville-Barker

male · philosophical · 1:25 min

You see, Fanny, as I said to Gilbert last night... our lives are our own and yet not our own. We understand living for others and dying for others. The first is easy... it's a way out of boredom. To make the second popular we had to invent a belief in personal resurrection. Do you think we shall ever understand dying in the sure and certain hope that it really doesn't matter... that God is infinitely economical and wastes perhaps less of the power in us after our death than men do while we live? (FRANCES: I want your promise, Henry.) You know I never make promises... it's taking oneself too seriously. Unless indeed one has the comic courage to break them too. I've upset you very much with my troubles. Don't you think you'd better go and finish dressing? (She doesn't move.) My dear... you don't propose to hold my right hand so safely for years to come. Even so, I still could jump out of a window.

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