Monologue

Valentine Monologue from You Never Can Tell

From You Never Can Tell by George Bernard Shaw

male · romantic · 51 sec

No, no: I can't face that: I must have one illusion left--the illusion about you. I love you. Oh, what a fool I am!--an idiot! You don't understand: I might as well talk to the stones on the beach. You can say nothing, Miss Clandon. I beg your pardon: it was my own fault, or rather my own bad luck. You see, it all depended on your naturally liking me. Oh, I know you mustn't tell me whether you like me or not; but-- Don't. I'm afraid to hear. Then it's all over.

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