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I haven't touched a piano in so many years. I couldn't play with such crippled fingers, even if I wanted to. For a time after my marriage I tried to … - Eugene O'Neill
" "I haven't touched a piano in so many years. I couldn't play with such crippled fingers, even if I wanted to. For a time after my marriage I tried to keep up my music. But it was hopeless. One-night stands, cheap hotels, dirty trains, leaving children, never having a home — [She stares at her hands with fascinated disgust.] See, Cathleen, how ugly they are! So maimed and crippled! You would think they'd been through some horrible accident! [She gives a strange little laugh.] So they have, come to think of it. [She suddenly thrusts her hands behind her back.] I won't look at them. They're worse than the foghorn for reminding me — [Then with defiant self-assurance.] But even they can't touch me now. [She brings her hands from behind her back and deliberately stares at them — calmly.] They're far away. I see them, but the pain has gone.
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About Eugene O'Neill
Eugene O'Neill (16 October 1888 – 27 November 1953) was an American playwright and Nobel laureate in Literature.
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Native Name:
Eugene Gladstone O'Neill
Alternative Names:
Eugene O’Neill
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Eugene Gladstone O’Neill
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Eugene G. O'Neill
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