human
Oh! he said, continuing to intoxicate himself with declamatory phrases,
gpt
Papa, papa, hush,
human
Yes, fed by them, I say--and I do not blush for it. For I accept all this devotion in the name of sacred art. But this is too much. Too much has been put upon me. I renounce the stage!
gpt
Oh! my dear, what is that you say?
human
No, leave me. I have reached the end of my strength. They have slain the artist in me. It is all over. I renounce the stage.