Monologue Essay Examples

One of those no-neck monsters hit me with a hot buttered biscuit so I have to change! Well, I! – justremarked that! – one of th’ no-neck monsters messed up my lovely lace dress so I got tocha-a-ange! I swear they’ve got no necks. None visible. Their fat little heads are stuck on theirfat little…

In Samuel Beckett’s Waiting for Godot perhaps no character is as enigmatic and perplexing as that of Lucky. His role in the narrative of the drama as he is introduced is by and large passe until he is asked to “think” by Vladimir. The ensuing logorrhea when Lucky dons his hat has spawned innumerable interpretations…

Coach Boone, the Titans had just won the State Champions, how do you work your way to the top? The Titans, isn’t just a football team. In Greek mythology, the Titans were greater even than the Gods themselves, the rule the universe with absolute power and that power, is teamwork. I tell you when my…

I remember… One time when that Negro said to me, ‘mMaybe you better go along to your own house now. We don’t want no trouble. ‘ I aint trying to cause trouble to nobody. I could of get Crooks hung Up on a tree so easy it aint even funny. All i want is to…

A monologue from the play by Henrik Ibsen   RUBEK: When I first found you … I knew at once I would make use of you for my life’s work. You were what I required in every respect. I was young then–with no knowledge of the world–and I thought that The Resurrection would be most…

A monologue from the play by Henrik Ibsen   RUBEK: Come and live with us–in the villa. You can set your swans swimming in the brook … we can talk of old times … you can open all that is locked up in me–as you did in our days of creation. I beg of you,…

A monologue from the play by John Millington Synge NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The Well of the Saints. John Millington Synge. Boston: John W. Luce, 1911. MARTIN DOUL: The devil mend Mary Doul for putting lies on me, and letting on she was grand. The devil mend the old Saint for letting me…

A monologue from the novel by H. G. Wells NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The War of the Worlds. H.G. Wells. London: Heinemann, 1898. ARTILLERYMAN: This isn’t a war. It never was a war, any more than there’s war between man and ants. There’s the ants builds their cities, live their lives, have wars,…

A monologue from the play by Oscar Wilde NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from Vera, or The Nihilists. Oscar Wilde. Privately Printed, 1902. CZAR: Vera, the Nihilist in Moscow! O God, were it not better to die at once the dog’s death they plot for me than to live as I live now! Never to…

A monologue from the play by Anton Chekhov NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The Moscow Arts Theatre Series of Plays. Ed. Oliver M. Sayler. New York: Brentanos, 1922. ASTROFF: I have my own desk there in Ivan’s room. When I’m simply too worn out to go on with my work, I drop everything and…