You’ve got to make up your mind now, darling, there’s no leeway anymore. He’s the dearest man in the world to me, and I won’t have anyone making him feel unwanted and low and blue. You can’t just come to see me, because I love him. Biff, dear, if you don’t have any feeling for him, then you can’t have any feeling for me. What are you talking about? You’re not even sixty, Mom. You’re such a boy! You think you can go away for a year and … You’ve got to get it into your head now that one day you’ll knock on this door and there’ll be strange people here -īIFF. Dye it again, will ya? I don’t want my pal looking old. I just stopped dyeing it, that’s all.īIFF. Oh, it’s been gray since you were in high school. Biff, a man is not a bird, to come and go with the springtime.īIFF. I can’t take hold of some kind of a life. Biff, you can’t look around all your life, can you?īIFF. Playwriting doesn’t get much better than that.ĮXCERPT FROM Death of a Salesman (Penguin Plays) by Arthur Miller: I mean, some of her lines … I merely read them to myself, and I feel a ginormous lump in my throat … Extraordinary. The excerpt below is the famous scene (although they’re all famous scenes, I guess) where Linda, Willy Loman’s wife, castigates her son Biff for how he treats his father. It gives me chills – no matter how many times I read it. Although I will link to this a post where I excerpt Miller’s autobiography about the life-changing opening of the first production of Death of a Salesman. Death of a Salesman (Penguin Plays) by Arthur Miller.
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