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“There are wheels within wheels in this village, and fires within fires!”
Mrs. Ann Putnam
The Crucible (1953)
“Theology, sir, is a fortress; no crack in a fortress may be accounted small.”
John Hale
The Crucible (1953)
“Personality always wins the day.”
Arthur Miller book Death of a Salesman
Willy
Death of a Salesman (1949)
“Isn't that — isn't that remarkable? Biff — he likes me!”
Arthur Miller book Death of a Salesman
Willy
Death of a Salesman (1949)
“An era can be said to end when its basic illusions are exhausted.”
Arthur Miller (1915–2005) playwright from the United States
"The Year it Came Apart" http://books.google.com/books?id=MekCAAAAMBAJ&pg=PA30, New York magazine, Vol. 8, No. 1 (30 December 1974 – 6 January 1975), p. 30
“Certainly the most diverse, if minor, pastime of literary life is the game of Find the Author.”
Arthur Miller (1915–2005) playwright from the United States
Life (7 February 1964)
Arthur Miller (1915–2005) playwright from the United States
Commenting on After the Fall (1964) in The Saturday Evening Post (1 February 1964)
Arthur Miller (1915–2005) playwright from the United States
His reply to a shoe manufacturer who had asked why Miller's job should be subsidized when his was not, as recounted at a London press conference. The Guardian (25 January 1990)
John Proctor
Source: The Crucible (1953)
“See, Biff, everybody around me is so false that I'm constantly lowering my ideals…”
Arthur Miller book Death of a Salesman
Source: Death of a Salesman
“Immortality is like trying to carve your initials in a block of ice in the middle of July.”
Arthur Miller (1915–2005) playwright from the United States
“Never fight fair with a stranger, boy. You'll never get out of the jungle that way.”
Arthur Miller book Death of a Salesman
Ben
Death of a Salesman (1949)
Source: Arthur Miller's Death of a Salesman
Reverend John Hale
Source: The Crucible (1953)
“Oh, Elizabeth, your justice would freeze beer.”
Source: The Crucible (1953)
Context: Proctor: You will not judge me more, Elizabeth. I have good reason to think before I charge fraud on Abigail, and I will think on it. Let you look to your own improvement before you go to judge your husband any more. I have forgot Abigail, and —
Elizabeth: And I.
Proctor: Spare me! You forget nothin' and forgive nothin.' Learn charity, woman. I have gone tiptoe in this house all seven months since she is gone. I have not moved from there to here without I think to please you, and still an everlasting funeral marches round your heart. I cannot speak but I am doubted, every moment judged for lies, as though I come into a court when I come into this house!
Elizabeth: I do not judge you. The magistrate sits in your heart that judges you. I never thought you but a good man, John — only somewhat bewildered.
Proctor: Oh, Elizabeth, your justice would freeze beer!