Monologue

Voitski Monologue from Uncle Vanya

From Uncle Vanya by Anton Chekhov

male · anguished · 52 sec

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Soon the rain will be over, and all nature will sigh and awake refreshed. Only I am not refreshed by the storm. Day and night the thought haunts me like a fiend, that my life is lost for ever. My past does not count, because I frittered it away on trifles, and the present has so terribly miscarried! What shall I do with my life and my love? What is to become of them? This wonderful feeling of mine will be wasted and lost as a ray of sunlight is lost that falls into a dark chasm, and my life will go with it.

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Voitski reflects on his lost opportunities and the weight of his unfulfilled love amidst a storm, symbolizing his internal turmoil and despair.

40s · despair · love · isolation · fate · regret

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