I understand as I did back then that none of us really wants to be known, to be exposed, to be found out. We want to keep part of ourselves—the sources of our deepest vulnerabilities—hidden, both to ourselves and to others. And yet sometimes, despite our best efforts, our hearts peek out, and we want to sneak off and sit with our heads in our hands and softly let the words ‘oh boy’ exhale out of our mouths.
Philip Seymour Hoffman on the opening line of Arthur Miller’s Death of a Salesman, which appears not in the dialogue itself, but as a “perhaps” in the stage directions: “Oh boy.” This from Hoffman’s wonderful foreword to A View from the Bridge. (via mirroir)