Long Day's Journey Into Night
It makes is so much harder, living in this atmosphere of constant suspicion, knowing everyone is spying on me, and none of you believe in me, or trust me […] If there was only some place I could go to get away for a day, or even an afternoon, some woman friend I could talk to – not about anything serious, simply laugh and gossip and forget for a while – someone besides the servants – that stupid Cathleen! (1.1.207-209)
That's what makes it so hard – for all of us. We can't forget. (1.1.228)
You're welcome to come up and watch me if you're so suspicious.
As if that could do any good! You'd only postpone it. And I'm not your jailor. This isn't a prison.
No. I know you can't help thinking it's a home. (2.2.21-23)