I don't want realism. I want magic!
Yes, yes, magic!
Old French magique late Latin magica from Greek magikē
1) the supposed art of influencing the course of events and of producing extraordinary physical phenomena by the occult control of nature or of spirits; sorcery, witchcraft.
2) an inexplicable and remarkable influence producing surprising results. An enchanting quality.
3) an enchanting quality, exceptional skill or talent.
4) of or pertaining to magic; working or produced by magic.
5) producing surprising results; having a quality of enchantment.
6) change, make or produce (as if) by magic.
This line is from A Streetcar Named Desire, scene nine. Tennessee William’s play opened in New York City in November 1947.
The full quote is ::
BLANCHE: I don’t want realism. I want magic! [Mitch laughs] Yes, yes magic! I try to give that to people. I misrepresent things to them. And if that is sinful, then let be damned for it! – Don’t turn the light on!
[Mitch crosses to the switch. He turns the light on and stares at her. She cries out and covers her face. He turns the light off again.]
MITCH [slowly and bitterly] I don’t mind you being older than what I thought. But all the rest of it – Christ! That pitch about your ideals being so old-fashioned and all the malarkey that you’ve dished out all summer. Oh, I knew you weren’t sixteen any more. But I was a fool enough to believe you was straight.
Tennessee Williams lived from 1911 to 1983. Along with Eugene O’Neill and Arthur Miller, he is one of our most treasured playwrights of the 20th century. He won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1995.
For those of us who live with illness and physical discomfort every day, we understandably have trouble facing the reality of our lives. And it can seem mighty lonely. But we are not alone. And we seek and can often find magic and those enchanting qualities to life.