What will my happiness be like? What kind of happy woman will Antigone grow into? What base things will she have to do, day after day, in order to snatch her own little scrap of happiness? Tell me – who will she have to lie to? Smile at? Sell herself to? Who will she have to avert her eyes from, and leave to die?
by Jean Anouilh
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In Jean Anouilh's "Antigone," the protagonist grapples with profound existential questions regarding happiness and integrity. She wonders what her personal happiness will look like, reflecting on the sacrifices and compromises she might have to make. Antigone questions the morality of her future decisions, pondering who she may need to deceive or ignore in her pursuit of joy, ultimately exploring the conflict between personal desires and ethical responsibilities.

The play delves into the internal struggle of a woman who seeks fulfillment in a world filled with difficult choices. Antigone’s journey illustrates the tension between societal expectations and individual aspirations. As she contemplates the actions necessary to carve out her own happiness, her reflections reveal the harsh realities of human existence and the emotional toll that such choices entail, raising questions about authenticity in a conformist society.

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