Capulet Monologue

Her story of being “bundled along from farm to farm” evokes sympathy in not just the characters in the play but also the readers of the novel. According to Kent Agnes had been at many farms throughout her life either as a foster child “left to the mercy of the paupers” or as a work maid in the house. We as the readers are positioned to feel sympathy for Agnes being moved from house to house allowing no stability in what was her very short childhood. The audience is positioned to feel a sense of outrage as Agnes is left by her mother when she was five with nothing more than a stone to “talk to the birds”. Agnes conveys to Toti that the only happy memories of her childhood was where she found a “better family” at Kornsa which is ironically where she is sent to spend her final months before her execution. The fact that Agnes “no longer loved” her biological family was symbolic of her moving past her childhood toward adulthood at a very early age. As Agnes reflects on her past she notes how she is “quite alone” which evokes sympathy in the reader who feels that she “doesn’t have a friend in the world”. Agnes tells of the traumatic ordeal she went through in losing her foster mother Inga during childbirth. After this Agnes was then fostered out again and put on her journey hopping from farm to farm. It is this unstable and very brief childhood that allows

Thank you for taking an interest in the role! I really appreciate it. — So I have some background for the Emilia role, but it's open to creative freedom. She, Brandon (me) and the Kit all grew up on the bad side of town (I haven't picked a location yet, as I wanted everyone's input once I got the group together) She and Brandon are very close, almost like siblings, and he's very protective of her; they have a relationship like Dom and Mia from Fast and the Furious.

“I was aboard a plane the same night for the Lackland Air Force Base outside San Antonio.”

has spent a lot of time perfecting her looks for all places and occasions, as

From reading the excerpt once, a monologue is a key concept to the development of the novel. Capote initiates monologue to show the characters’ unspoken thoughts. Monologue reveals characters secret thoughts or intentions. Perry Smith is the vulnerable sidekick who goes along with Dick. Trying to leave the murder of the Clutter family behind, Perry tormented with the never ending feelings of guilt.

"Don't go Johnny don't go, what about your children you can't leave them behind," I yelled.

The couple sits on their couch in the living room of their large two story home, they moved into early in the summer, newly built, beautifully decorated. Both staring at their flat screen T.V watching pictures of their son flash across the screen with tears in their eyes.

The air reeked of alcohol, the intoxicated breaths of young people colliding together over drunken slurs to create one distinct scent. She kept her head low as she made her way through the maze made by the seemingly endless crowd. Full of regrets, she was doing all she could to get out of there, the distraction turning out to be nothing more than a few drinks with people who didn't even know when her birthday was. The song finished abruptly, followed by simultaneous cheering. She kept moving, weaving in and out of people with fierce determination until she walked right into him. She murmured a quick apology and went to continue when the familiarity of the figure in front of her hit. She hesitantly looked up, heart dropping into her stomach at the mere sight of him.

I guess you could say I am a woman with a past. I am a woman, and I didn't come from nowhere, so the rest must follow. On more than one occasion I've heard, or rather, overheard, myself described that way. "She's a woman with a past." At first it made me nervous (What do they mean, what are they thinking?), even a little angry (Who are they and what business is it...), but then I thought, well, of course I have a past. I'm thirty years old and I didn't just appear out of thin air. I mean, everybody has a past. Don't they? Everybody comes from some¬where. Everybody has a past.

Before alienating himself he and the rest of the kids were interested in the time they could play in the cool evening. But after he fell in love and alienated himself he always thought about her and tried to keep Mangan’s sister in his mind; “Her image accompanied me even in places the most hostile to romance. On Saturday evenings when my aunt went marketing I had to go to carry some of the parcels. We walked through the flaring streets, jostled by drunken men and bargaining women, amid the curses of labourers, the shrill litanies of shop-boys who stood on guard by the barrels of pigs' cheeks, the nasal chanting of street-singers, who sang a come-all-you about O'Donovan Rossa, or a ballad about the troubles in our native land. These noises converged in a single sensation of life for me: I imagined that I bore my

We have just arrived on this planet. Meg was completely knocked unconscious when we tesseracted from Camozots. The good news is that we found he father, the bad news is that charles-wallace is still under control of IT. On top of all I'm worried sick for Meg. These... beasts took Meg away, I haven't seen Meg in a while [I hope she's doing alright]. As for Mr.Murry and I the beasts took us in and gave us some food. Thank you to the happy medium for giving me my powers of communication, or we would possibly be dead. What is killing me though is coming so close to bringing Charles-Wallace back, I think if I go back I could turn him to normal, but I keep getting the feeling that this isn't my destiny.

Ok, as you sound French, I shall respond in the style of Bernard-Henri Lévy a man you may be aware of who speaks your tongue and is as provocative as they come...

Oh, would you look at that, I actually, for once in my life, came back to write a comment! That is, mostly, because I feel bad whenever I read well-written fics that leave and impression and stay in my mind and then forget or am too lazy to leave a comment. So, here we go - though keep in mind, it's been a few days since I finished reading and I've read stuff after that, so my memory mightn't be all that clear. As a massive "Louie" (if you will) it's hard for me to not fall in love with Louis' character on each fic I read.

Zeeha: I’m ashamed of you, how can you cause so much trouble? Have you seen Tybalt’s face? The ambulance came and took him to the hospital.

Sarah feels totally confident as she looks over her lines for the final time before the curtain opens. She landed the leading role in her favorite play, Romeo and Juliet. She practiced and rehearsed over and over again to perfect her character; she is ready. As the curtain raises and the play begins, she watches the audience; “Where did all these people come from?” she asked, “I didn’t expect this many!” She starts to feel a tingle, a tingle in the back of her neck. It spreads down her shoulders and to her arms and finally her hands. thump thump, thump thump, thump thump; her heart is racing in her chest. Sarah sits down, frozen with fear.