Cyrano de Bergerac
Cyrano de Bergerac Identity Quotes
How we cite our quotes:
CYRANO To sing, to laugh, to dream, To walk in my own way and be alone, Free, with an eye to see things as they are, A voice that means manhood – to cock my hat Where I choose – At a word, a Yes, a No, To fight – or write. To travel any road Under the sun, under the stars, nor doubt If fame or fortune lie beyond the bourne – Never to make a line I have not heard In my own heart; yet, with all modest To say: "My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." (II. 416-427)
Cyrano has a strong sense of self and the virtues he embodies. He is a man dedicated to freedom and to integrity. He is uncompromising in his devotion to feeding these virtues and to "make [him]self in all things admirable."
CHRISTIAN Oh, if I had words To say what I have here! CYRANO If I could be A handsome little Musketeer with eyes! – CHRISTIAN Besides – you know Roxane – how sensitive – One rough word, and the sweet illusion – gone! CYRANO I wish you might be my interpreter. CHRISTIAN I wish I had your wit – CYRANO Borrow it, then! Your beautiful young manhood – lend me that, And we two make one hero of romance! (II. 552 – 560)
Both men name distinct, characterizing aspects of the other’s identity that are enviable. Cyrano, realizing that Roxane wants both of these qualities – looks and wit – proposes that the two men merge their identities in her eyes and try to win her love together.
ROXANE You do not love me any more – CHRISTIAN (to whom CYRANO whispers his words) No – no – Not any more – I love you…evermore… And ever…more and more! ROXANE (about to close the window – pauses.) A little better… CHRISTIAN (same business) Love grows and struggles like…an angry child… Breaking my heart…his cradle… ROXANE (coming out on the balcony) Better still – But…such a babe is dangerous; why not Have smothered it new-born? CHRISTIAN (same business) And so I do… And yet he lives…I found…as you shall find… This new-born babe…an infant…Hercules! ROXANE (further forward) Good! – CHRISTIAN (same business) Strong enough…at birth…to strangle those Two serpents – Doubt and…Pride. ROXANE (leans over balcony.) Why, very well! Tell me now why you speak so haltingly – Has your imagination gone lame? CYRANO (thrusts CHRISTAN under the balcony, and stands in his place.) Here – This grows too difficult! ROXANE Your words to-night Hesitate. Why? CYRANO (in a low tone, imitating CHRISTIAN) Through the warm summer gloom They grope in darkness toward the light of you. Roxane: My words, well aimed, find you more readily. (III. 215-330)
Roxane clearly values words above all else in a man.