Death of a Salesman

1949

by Arthur Miller

For a salesman, there is no rock bottom to life. He don't put a bolt to a nut, he don't tell you the law or give you medicine. He's a man way out there in the blue, riding on a smile and a shoeshine. Willy Loman has been a salesman for 34 years. At 60, he is cast aside, his usefulness now exhausted. With no future to dream about he must face the crushing disappointments of his past. He takes one final brave action, but is he heroic at last, or a self-deluding fool?

Suggest edits

Reviews

A quiet chapter... More content is just around the corner. πŸŒ„.

Are you sure you want to delete this?