crush of the year (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} isaved_latin) wrote,@ 2004-03-09 23:04:00 |
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rhinoceros
JEAN: you see what comes of drinking?, you can no longer control your movements, you've no strength left in your hands, you're besotted and fagged out, you're digging your oen grave, my friend, you're destroying yourself
BERENGER: i don't like the taste of alcohol muchAnd yet if i don't drink, i'm done for; it's as if i'm frightened, and so i drink not to be frightened any longer.
JEAN: frightended of what?
BERENGER: i don't know exactly. it's a sort of anguish difficult to describe. i feel out of place in life, among people, and so i take to drink. that calms me down and relaxes me so i can forget/
JEAN: you try to escape form youself!
BERENGER: i'm so tired, i've been tired for years. it's exhausting to drag the weight of my own body about...
JEAN: that's just alcoholic neurasthenia, drinker's gloom...
BERENGER:[continuing] i'm conscious of my body all the time, as if it were made of lead, or as if i were carrying another man around my back. i can't seem to get used to myself. i don't even know if i am me. then as soon as i take a drink, the lead slips away and i recognize myeself, i become me again.
JEAN: you see what comes of drinking?, you can no longer control your movements, you've no strength left in your hands, you're besotted and fagged out, you're digging your oen grave, my friend, you're destroying yourself
BERENGER: i don't like the taste of alcohol muchAnd yet if i don't drink, i'm done for; it's as if i'm frightened, and so i drink not to be frightened any longer.
JEAN: frightended of what?
BERENGER: i don't know exactly. it's a sort of anguish difficult to describe. i feel out of place in life, among people, and so i take to drink. that calms me down and relaxes me so i can forget/
JEAN: you try to escape form youself!
BERENGER: i'm so tired, i've been tired for years. it's exhausting to drag the weight of my own body about...
JEAN: that's just alcoholic neurasthenia, drinker's gloom...
BERENGER:[continuing] i'm conscious of my body all the time, as if it were made of lead, or as if i were carrying another man around my back. i can't seem to get used to myself. i don't even know if i am me. then as soon as i take a drink, the lead slips away and i recognize myeself, i become me again.
