Now hell and heaven grapple on our backs and all our old pretense is ripped away. Aye, and God's icy wind will blow.
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Act III
More quotes by Arthur Miller
The theater is so endlessly fascinating because it's so accidental. It's so much like life.
The structure of a play is always the story of how the birds came home to roost.
There are wheels within wheels in this village, and fires within fires!
I am bewildered by the death of love. And my responsibility for it.
Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.
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