Mr. Vogler
You love someone, or more correctly, say you love someone, it nets you something... tangible. As tangible as words can be, I guess.
Alma
Mr. Vogler, I'm not your wife.
Mr. Vogler
You are also loved. You build a little fellowship, it generates security, you see the possibility of enduring, not so? Heh. How can I say everything I've thought without losing my way and boring you?
Alma
Mr. Vogler, I'm not your wife.
Mr. Vogler
Don't be so anxious, my darling. We have one another. We have faith, know each other's thoughts. We love one another. It's true, isn't it? It's the effort that's most important, not what we achieve. Isn't it? To see each other as children. Tormented and helpless lonely children. Elisabet!
