TYRONE
[Stares at him -- impressed.]
Yes, there's the makings of a poet in you all right.
[Then protesting uneasily]
But that's morbid craziness about not being wanted and loving death.
EDMUND
[Sardonically]
The makings of a poet. No, I'm afraid I'm like the guy who is always panhandling for a smoke. He hasn't even got the makings. He's got only the habit. I couldn't touch what I tried to tell you just now. I just stammered. That's the best I'll ever do, I mean, if I live. Well, it will be faithful realism, at least. Stammering is the native eloquence of us fog people.
Autore: Eugene O'Neill
![TYRONE<br /><br />[<i>Stares at him -- impressed.</i>]<br />Yes, there's the makings of a poet in you all right.<br /><br />[<i>Then protesting uneasily</i>]<br />But that's morbid craziness about not being wanted and loving death.<br /><br />EDMUND<br /><br />[<i>Sardonically</i>]<br /><br />The <i>makings</i> of a poet. No, I'm afraid I'm like the guy who is always panhandling for a smoke. He hasn't even got the makings. He's got only the habit. I couldn't touch what I tried to tell you just now. I just stammered. That's the best I'll ever do, I mean, if I live. Well, it will be faithful realism, at least. Stammering is the native eloquence of us fog people. - Eugene O'Neill](/static/img/quotes/242879.jpg)