dialogue prompts from jack by marilynne robinson.
i can't help the way i was brought up.
i'd rather not try to explain, if that's alright.
i have never been so embarrassed. never in my life.
there's a problem i have. the wrong things make me laugh.
go home, or wherever it is you go.
i'd be grateful for the company.
i've been walking for hours. it seems like half my life.
it's strange, talking to someone you can't see.
you're really not very charming. you might as well stop trying.
i have a lively fear of regret.
once you ask if there's meaning, the answer is yes. you can't get away from it.
i try to plan ahead to get through the day, but it's not really in my nature.
why do you make things hard for yourself?
which me are you remembering?
you're very sure of yourself.
you don't seem like someone who would have much to regret.
you never know what kind of effect you might have had.
just knock on the door next time. stop being so sneaky.
you seem to think other people aren't doing what you are.
i can't talk about being mad without being mad.
you're living like someone who's died already.
no one could say a word against you.
you're more like most people than you realize.
i bring problems on myself. sometimes they're worth it.
you know, the world didn't end that night.
i'm just trying to keep you alive.
maybe you're a little too hard on yourself.
get blood on your hands and the next thing you know, it's on everything.
the other guy looks worse.
you may be lonelier than you realize.
there i was: alone in an alley, bleeding. again.
i look a little drunk when i'm sober, a little sober when i'm drunk.
i can't live ashamed just because people say i should be.
i know what you see. i know what you think.
maybe you're looking for someone to tell you to go home.
you look to me like you could use a little forgiving.
forgiveness scares me. there are things i haven't regretted sufficiently.