I'm trying to catch the true quality of experience in a group of people, that cloudy, flickering, evanescent - fiercely charged! - interplay of live human beings in the thundercloud of a common crisis. The bird that I hope to catch in the net of this play is not the solution of one man's psychological problem. Or maybe it is only a single manifestation of it, not even the most important. The fact that if it existed it had to be disavowed to "keep face" in the world they lived in, may be at the heart of the "mendacity" that Brick drinks to kill his disgust with. The thing they're discussing, timidly and painfully on the side of Big Daddy, fiercely, violently on Brick's side, is the inadmissible thing that Skipper died to disavow between them.
His heart is accelerated his forehead sweat-beaded his breath becomes more rapid and his voice hoarse. “Brick's detachment is at last broken through.
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