Mae throws back her head and rolls her eyes heavenward and extends her arms as if invoking God’s pity for this unjust martyrdom. This monument, is a very complete and compact shrinetovirtuallyallthecomfortsandillusionsbehindwhichwe hide from such things as the characters in the play are faced with.
Williams
Aspeechofthiskindwouldbeantipatheticfromalmostanybody but Margaret; she makes it oddly funny, because her eyes constantly twinkle and her voice shakes with laughter which is basically indulgent.
Williams
Mendacityisasystemthatwelivein.
Brick
Andsotonightwe’regoingtomakethelietrue.
Maggie
ThesetshouldbefarlessrealisticthanIhavesofarimplied. I think the walls below the ceiling should dissolve mysteriously into air; the set should be roofed by the sky; stars and moon suggested by traces of milky pallor, as if they were observed through a telescope lens out of focus.
Williams
Forthesetisthebackgroundforaplaythatdealswithhuman extremities of emotion, and it needs that softness behind it.