Brighton Beach Memoirs (Blanche)
BLANCHE: I”m not going to let you hurt me, Nora. I”m not going to let you tell me that I don”t love you or that I haven”t tried to give you as much as I gave Laurie . . . God knows I”m not perfect because enough angry people in this house told me so tonight . . . But I am not going to be a doormat for all the frustrations and unhappiness that you or Aunt Kate or anyone else wants to lay at my feet . . . I did not create this Universe. I do not decide who lives and dies, or who”s rich or poor or who feels loved and who feels deprived. If you feel cheated that Laurie gets more than you, than I feel cheated that my husband died at thirty-six.And if you keep on feeling that way, you”ll end up like me . . . with something much worse than loneliness or helplessness and that”s self-pity. Believe me, there is nothing worse than human being who thrives on his own misfortunes .. . I am sorry, Nora, that you feel unloved and I will do everything I can to change it but I will not go back to being that frightened, helpless woman that I created! . . . I”ve already buried someone I love. Now it”s time to bury someone I hate.RelatedShareTweetPin
And if you keep on feeling that way, you”ll end up like me . . . with something much worse than loneliness or helplessness and that”s self-pity. Believe me, there is nothing worse than human being who thrives on his own misfortunes .. . I am sorry, Nora, that you feel unloved and I will do everything I can to change it but I will not go back to being that frightened, helpless woman that I created! . . . I”ve already buried someone I love. Now it”s time to bury someone I hate.RelatedShareTweetPin