Biff Loman:
I tell you Happy, I don't know what the future is. I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
Harold 'Happy' Loman:
What do you mean?
Biff Loman:
I spent six or seven years after High School trying to work myself up, being a shipping clerk, salesman, business of one kind or another. It's a measly manner of existence. To get on that subway, on hot mornings in the the summer, to devote your whole life to keeping stock or making phone calls? By selling and buying? To suffer fifty weeks of the year for the sake of a two-week vacation? When all you really desire is to be outdoors with your shirt off. And always, to have to get ahead of the next fella and still, that's how you build a future.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:14