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I think I could stay ten thousand years with only my thoughts for company. Painfully conscious. It makes one want to sleep. There they are. I can see them. When I talked to people I always made sure there was one near by in which I could see myself. I watched myself talking. And somehow it kept me alert, seeing myself as the others saw me.
To forget about the others? How utterly absurd! I feel you there, in every pore. Your silence clamors in my ears.
Can you stop your thoughts? Like a live coal. For six months I flamed away in her heart, till there was nothing but a cinder. One night she got up and turned on the gas while I was asleep. Then she crept back into bed. So now you know. Garcin, now you have us in the nude all right. Do you understand things any better for that? Yes, perhaps a trifle better. If you make any movement, if you raise your hand to fan yourself, Estelle and I feel a little tug.
So you can take your choice. I want you to do me a service. Look at it this way. Will you have that faith in me? Then I shall love you and cherish you forever. Estelle—will you?
Open the door! Open, blast you! Anything, anything would be better than this agony of mind, this creeping pain that gnaws and fumbles and caresses one and never hurts quite enough. You , anyhow, know what it means to be a coward. There were days when you peered into yourself, into the secret places of your heart, and what you saw there made you faint with horror.
Yes, you know what evil costs. Is that so? Did you suppose I meant to go? A tough, as they say. I staked everything on the same horse. And can one judge a life by a single action? INEZ: Why not? For thirty years you dreamt you were a hero, and condoned a thousand petty lapses—because a hero, of course, can do no wrong.
An easy method, obviously. Then a day came when you were up against it, the red light of real danger—and you took the train to Mexico. It was no dream. When I chose the hardest path, I made my choice deliberately. A man is what he wills himself to be. INEZ: Prove it. Prove it was no dream. So this is hell. Hell is—other people! Inez prefers to choose her own Hell, to look Garcin in the face and fight it out with him.
Garcin announces that they should tell the truth about their lives: Maybe this will save them from disaster. Garcin mistreated his wife and eventually slept with another woman in his own house.
Inez was living with her cousin, who was married to Florence. When the man got on their nerves, the women moved out and lived together. He was killed, and in despair, Florence turned the gas oven on one night, killing both Inez and herself. Inez had made Florence see things through her eyes, and this bitterness was too much for her. Estelle had an affair with a man and became pregnant; she went to Switzerland for five months and gave birth to a daughter.
Her lover, Roger, wanted the child, but Estelle didn't, so she drowned the child; later, she died of pneumonia. Roger shot himself in the head.
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