Drum Major Quotes in Woyzeck
DRUM MAJOR. Hold it. Did you see her? What a woman.
SERGEANT. By the devil, you could foal a cavalry regiment out of her.
DRUM MAJOR. And breed Drum Majors.
Our kind have only this one corner in the whole world and a little bit of broken mirror, and yet my lips are as red as any madam’s with her mirrors from floor to ceiling and fine gentlemen to kiss her hand. And I’m just a poor girl.
Aren’t I a bad girl? I could stab myself. What a world. We’re all going to Hell, man and woman.
Woman! No, there has to be something about you. Everyone is an abyss. You get dizzy when you look down. Maybe. She walks like innocence. Well, Innocence, you have a mark on you. Do I know? Do I know? Who knows?
He runs through the world like an open razor, you could cut yourself on him.
Eh? What do you say? Louder, louder! Stab? Stab the she wolf dead. Stab, stab the she wolf dead. Shall I? Must I? Do I hear it up there too? Is the wind saying it? I can hear it on and on, on and on. Stab her dead, dead!
One thing after another.
Everything is dead. Saviour, saviour! If only I could anoint your feet!
Drum Major Quotes in Woyzeck
DRUM MAJOR. Hold it. Did you see her? What a woman.
SERGEANT. By the devil, you could foal a cavalry regiment out of her.
DRUM MAJOR. And breed Drum Majors.
Our kind have only this one corner in the whole world and a little bit of broken mirror, and yet my lips are as red as any madam’s with her mirrors from floor to ceiling and fine gentlemen to kiss her hand. And I’m just a poor girl.
Aren’t I a bad girl? I could stab myself. What a world. We’re all going to Hell, man and woman.
Woman! No, there has to be something about you. Everyone is an abyss. You get dizzy when you look down. Maybe. She walks like innocence. Well, Innocence, you have a mark on you. Do I know? Do I know? Who knows?
He runs through the world like an open razor, you could cut yourself on him.
Eh? What do you say? Louder, louder! Stab? Stab the she wolf dead. Stab, stab the she wolf dead. Shall I? Must I? Do I hear it up there too? Is the wind saying it? I can hear it on and on, on and on. Stab her dead, dead!
One thing after another.
Everything is dead. Saviour, saviour! If only I could anoint your feet!