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“It wasn't the fog I minded, Cathleen. I really love fog. [...] It hides you from the world and the world from you. You feel that everything has changed, and nothing is what it seemed to be. No one can find or touch you any more.”

Quote by Eugene O'Neill

Book:Long Day’s Journey into Night
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Long Day’s Journey into Night

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Eugene O'Neill
Eugene O'Neill

Eugene O'Neill was a renowned American playwright known for his profound psychological portrayals and unique dramatic style. His works often delve into the darker aspects of human nature and the harsh realities of society, and he is considered one of the founders of modern American drama. more

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