Chiltern Monologue - Incomplete Sentences

You women! Our faults? Not at all! If you hold us up so high so that our fall is greater... If you set us up for failure... How could we possibly? If you only understood... We with our unconditional love... You with your terms, limits, and preposterous expectations... We that accept and love you more for your faults... We that are human, rational, consistent in our love... To live up to your ideal... To be something we are not... Constantly having to keep ourselves in check, above morality, your heroes... That woman, my past, her proposition... If we could have settled it through civility... No cost at all! But to do a small disgrace in exchange for life long security... To once and for all bury my shame... But no... You... Because of you... So that you... Everything in ruins... So that now I... Just stop... These falsehoods and expectations... Unrealistic! Broken.... Ruined... Your hand, not mine. Your fault, not mine.