Nothing is more real than nothing.
Samuel BeckettPersonally I always preferred Lipton's.
Samuel BeckettYes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that’s what I’ve had to make the best of.
Samuel BeckettMots clés solitude silence speech
They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.
Samuel BeckettMots clés time death existentialism
Here he stood. Here he sat. Here he knelt. Here he lay. Here he moved, to and fro, from the door to the window, from the window to the door; from the window to the door, from the door to the window; from the fire to the bed, from the bed to the fire; from the bed to the fire, from the fire to the bed.
Samuel Beckettlet us say before i go any further, that i forgive nobody. i wish them all an atrocious life in the fires of icy hell and in the execrable generations to come.
Samuel BeckettThen I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.
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Not to want to say, not to know what you want to say, not to be able to say what you think you want to say, and never to stop saying, or hardly ever, that is the thing to keep in mind, even in the heat of composition.
Samuel BeckettI love order. It's my dream. A world where all would be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the last dust.
Samuel BeckettESTRAGON:
Do you think God sees me?
VLADIMIR:
You must close your eyes.
Estragon closes his eyes, staggers worse.
ESTRAGON:
(stopping, brandishing his fists, at the top of his voice.) God have pity on me!
VLADIMIR:
(vexed). And me?
ESTRAGON:
On me! On me! Pity! On me!
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