Are you ready to taste the honey? Break a leg.
(She finally drops into the chair, sprawling.) a taste of honey monologue
That's love, isn't it? You spend your whole life terrified of the sting. You wear the armor. You learn to run. And then one day, someone hands you a plastic bee on a broken chain, and you pin it to your chest anyway. You let them in. You let them leave the toothbrush. Are you ready to taste the honey
Are you ready to taste the honey? Break a leg.
(She finally drops into the chair, sprawling.)
That's love, isn't it? You spend your whole life terrified of the sting. You wear the armor. You learn to run. And then one day, someone hands you a plastic bee on a broken chain, and you pin it to your chest anyway. You let them in. You let them leave the toothbrush.