Monologue

Voitski Monologue from Uncle Vanya

From Uncle Vanya by Anton Chekhov

male · contemplative · 29 sec

For twenty-five years I have been sitting here with my mother like a mole in a burrow. Our every thought and hope was yours and yours only. By day we talked with pride of you and your work, and spoke your name with veneration; our nights we wasted reading the books and papers which my soul now loathes.

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