The Lonely Way—Intermezzo—Countess Mizzie: Three PlaysSchnitzler, Arthur
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The Lonely Way—Intermezzo—Countess Mizzie: Three Plays
Schnitzler, Arthur
German drama -- Translations into English
As long as you are young, all doors stand open, and the world begins
outside every one of them.
JOHANNA
But the world is wide and the sky infinite only as long as you are not
clinging to anybody. And for that reason I want to go away.
SALA
Away--that's so easily said. But preparations are needed for that
purpose, and some sort of a scheme. You use the word as if you merely
had to put on wings and fly off into the distance.
JOHANNA
To be determined is--the same as having wings.
SALA
Are you not at all afraid, Johanna?
JOHANNA
A longing free from fear would be too cheap to be worth while.
SALA
Where will it lead you?
JOHANNA
I shall find my way.
SALA
You can choose your way, but not the people that you meet.
JOHANNA
Do you think me ignorant of the fact that I cannot expect only
beautiful experiences? What is ugly and mean must also be waiting for
me.
SALA
And how are you going to stand it?--Will you be able to stand it at
all?
JOHANNA
Of course, I am not going to tell the truth always as I have done to
you. I shall have to lie--and I think of it with pleasure. I shall not
always be in good spirits, nor always sensible. I shall make mistakes
and suffer. That's the way it has to be, I suppose.
SALA
Of all this you are aware in advance, and yet...?
JOHANNA
Yes.
SALA
And why?... Why are you going away, Johanna?
JOHANNA
Why am I going away?... I want a time to come when I must shudder at
myself. Shudder as deeply as you can only when nothing has been left
untried. Just as you have had to do when you looked back upon your
life. Or have you not?
SALA
Oh, many times. But just in such moments of shuddering there is nothing
left behind at all--everything is once more present. And the present is
the past. (_He sits down on the stone seat_)
JOHANNA
What do you mean by that?
SALA (_covers his eyes with his hand and sits silent_)
JOHANNA
What is the matter? Where are you anyhow?
[_A light wind stirs the leaves and makes many of them drop to the
ground._
SALA
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