Frozen 2

Elsa:

I am not a cold person. OK, I am a cold person, but what am I supposed to do? What would you do? I am a princess, a PRINCESS and everyone wants a piece of me. They want me to attend parties, they want me to help out the poor, they want me to send condolences when someone is sick. I can't be everybody to everybody. I can only be me. So I'm cold. There's nothing wrong with a monstrous detachment. People are so hypocritical anyway. Like the prince who wanted to marry my sister. He wanted me so bad. I wouldn't even deign to look upon him, SO what does he do, he asks for the hand of my sister and I JUST BLEW UP. People. The shortest distance between two points is a straight line and it is always filled with imbeciles.

I don't love myself. I know, I am a witch with a wicked switch. I turn fast from good to evil. I just really want to be myself, in a castle of my own making. I like the coldness of the snow, the ice, the wintry majesty when flakes fall from the sky like meteors through holes of mind. I'll war against the whole town as long as they do not respect me. People are so selfish, so stupid. I want to meet a superior type of man, a Byronic type... moody, irritable... deluded by dreams of grandeur, secretly, they wear this badge of sin and seek to kill it as though it were Moby Dick. After so many thousands of years, is this prince what man has evolved into?