BENEATHA (Bitterly): Because it doesn’t seem deep enough, close enough to what ails mankind! It was a child’s way of seeing things—or an idealist’s.

ASAGAI: But did you earn it? Would you have had it at all if your father had not died?

BENEATHA: Well—we are dead now. All the talk about dreams and sunlight that goes on in this house. It’s all dead now.