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Jamie Tyrone
One of the Tyrones’ housekeepers. O’Neill describes Cathleen as an “Irish peasant” in her “early twenties.” When the Tyrone men leave Mary home alone in the third act, she offers Cathleen drinks out of James’s whiskey bottle, getting the young woman drunk so that she has someone to talk to while she waits for her family to return.
Cathleen Quotes in Long Day’s Journey into Night
The Long Day’s Journey into Night quotes below are all either spoken by Cathleen or refer to Cathleen. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
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Act One
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MARY
Her hands fluttering.
It makes it 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.
EDMUND
That’s crazy, Mama. We do trust you.
MARY
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!
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Act Three
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Dreamily.
It wasn’t the fog I minded, Cathleen. I really love fog.
[…]
It hides you from the world and the world from you. You feel that everything has changed, and nothing is what it seemed to be. No one can find or touch you anymore.
[…]
It’s the foghorn I hate. It won’t let you alone. It keeps reminding you, and warning you, and calling you back.
She smiles strangely.
But it can’t tonight.
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You’re a sentimental fool. What is so wonderful about that first meeting between a silly romantic schoolgirl and a matinee idol? You were much happier before you knew he existed, in the Convent when you used to pray to the Blessed Virgin.
Longingly.
If I could only find the faith I lost, so I could pray again!
She pauses—then begins to recite the Hail Mary in a flat, empty tone.
“Hail, Mary, full of grace! The Lord is with Thee; blessed art Thou among women.”
Sneeringly.
You expect the Blessed Virgin to be fooled by a lying dope fiend reciting words! You can’t hide from her!
She springs to her feet. Her hands fly up to pat her hair distractedly.
I must go upstairs. I haven’t taken enough. When you start again you never know exactly how much you need.
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Cathleen Quotes in Long Day’s Journey into Night
The Long Day’s Journey into Night quotes below are all either spoken by Cathleen or refer to Cathleen. For each quote, you can also see the other characters and themes related to it (each theme is indicated by its own dot and icon, like this one:
).
Act One
Quotes
MARY
Her hands fluttering.
It makes it 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.
EDMUND
That’s crazy, Mama. We do trust you.
MARY
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!
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Act Three
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Dreamily.
It wasn’t the fog I minded, Cathleen. I really love fog.
[…]
It hides you from the world and the world from you. You feel that everything has changed, and nothing is what it seemed to be. No one can find or touch you anymore.
[…]
It’s the foghorn I hate. It won’t let you alone. It keeps reminding you, and warning you, and calling you back.
She smiles strangely.
But it can’t tonight.
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You’re a sentimental fool. What is so wonderful about that first meeting between a silly romantic schoolgirl and a matinee idol? You were much happier before you knew he existed, in the Convent when you used to pray to the Blessed Virgin.
Longingly.
If I could only find the faith I lost, so I could pray again!
She pauses—then begins to recite the Hail Mary in a flat, empty tone.
“Hail, Mary, full of grace! The Lord is with Thee; blessed art Thou among women.”
Sneeringly.
You expect the Blessed Virgin to be fooled by a lying dope fiend reciting words! You can’t hide from her!
She springs to her feet. Her hands fly up to pat her hair distractedly.
I must go upstairs. I haven’t taken enough. When you start again you never know exactly how much you need.
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