The Glass Menagerie
"Look! I’ve got no thing, no single thing…
…in my life that I can call my OWN! Everything is…
…Yesterday you confiscated my books!" (3.11, 3.13, 3.15, Tom).
"House, house! Who pays rent on it, who makes a slave of himself to—" (3.17, Tom).
"What do you think I’m at? Aren’t I supposed to have any patience to reach the end of, Mother? I know, I know. It seems unimportant to you, what I’m doing – what I want to do – having a little difference between them!" (3.30, Tom).