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“Why am I trying to become what I don’t want to be … when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“The jungle is dark but full of diamonds, Willy.”
Arthur Miller, Death Of A Salesman
“A small man can be just as exhausted as a great man.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman: Text and Criticism
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“You can't eat the orange and throw the peel away - a man is not a piece of fruit.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman: Text and Criticism
“I realized what a ridiculous lie my whole life has been.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“I stopped in the middle of that building and I saw — the sky. I saw the things that I love in this world. The work and the food and time time to sit and smoke. And I looked at the pen and said to myself, what the hell am I grabbing this for? Why am I trying to become what I don't want to be? What am I doing in an office, making a contemptuous, begging fool of myself, when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am! Why can't I say that, Willy?”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Sometimes...it's better for a man just to walk away.
But if you can't walk away?
I guess that's when it's tough.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“I don't say he's a great man. Willie Loman never made a lot of money. His name was never in the paper. He's not the finest character that ever lived. But he's a human being, and a terrible thing is happening to him. So attention must be paid. He's not to be allowed to fall in his grave like an old dog. Attention, attention must finally be paid to such a person.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Pop, I'm nothing! I'm nothing, Pop. Can't you understand that? There's no spite in it any more. I'm just what I am, that's all.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Be loving to him. Because he’s only a little boat looking for a harbor.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“A man is not a bird, to come and go with the springtime.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Well, I spent six or seven years after high school trying to work myself up. Shipping clerk, salesman, business of one kind or another. And it's a measly manner of existence. To get on that subway on the hot mornings in summer. To devote your whole life to keeping stock, or making phone calls, or selling or 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.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“See, Biff, everybody around me is so false that I'm constantly lowering my ideals...”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“The only thing you've got in this world is what you can sell.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Will you let me go for Christ's sake? Will you take that phony dream and burn it before something happens?”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“It's a measly manner of existence. To get on that subway on the hot mornings in summer. To devote your whole life to keeping stock, or making phone calls, or selling or buying. To suffer fifty weeks of the year for a two week vacation, when all you really desire is to be outdoors, with your shirt off. And still-that's how you build a future.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Nobody dast blame this man. You don’t understand: Willy was a salesman. And for a salesman, there’s no rock bottom to the life. He don’t put a bolt to a nut, he don’t tell you the law or give you medicine. He’s a man way out there in the blue riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling back—that’s an earthquake. And then you get yourself a couple spots on your hat and your finished. Nobody dast blame this man. A salesman is got to dream boy, it comes with the territory.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Willy Loman: I don't want change, I want Swiss cheese!”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“I am not a dime a dozen! I am Willy Loman, and you are Biff Loman!”
Arthur Miller , Death of a Salesman
“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.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“When I was seventeen I walked into the jungle, and when I was twenty-one I walked out. And by God I was rich.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Charley: He won't starve. None a them starve. Forget about him.
Willy: Then what have I got to remember?”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“HAPPY: All right, boy. I'm gonna show you and everybody else that Willy Loman did not die in vain. He had a good dream. It's the only dream you can have-- to come out number-one man.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“On the road I want to grab you sometimes and just kiss the life outa you”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“Figure it out. Work a lifetime to pay off a house. You finally own it, and there's nobody to live in it.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“But then, it’s what I always wanted. My own apartment, a car, and plenty of women. And still, goddammit, I’m lonely.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“How can they whip cheese?”
Arthur Miller , Death of a Salesman
“As a character in another Miller play (After the Fall) remarks, the past is holy. Why? Not merely because the present contains the past, but because a moral world depends on an acceptance of the notion of causality, on an acknowledgment that we are responsible for, and a product of, our actions.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“He's a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. And when they start not smiling back--that's an earthquake. And then you get a couple of spots on your hat, and you're finished.”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman
“See, Biff, everybody around me is so false that I’m constantly lowering my ideals . . .”
Arthur Miller, Death of a Salesman

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