“Simple shit makes this chick crap bubbles and rainbows" -Beckett” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
These are your beautiful days, Julia Beckett," he promised softly. — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“Every night after that, Blake would show up and stand next to Beckett, head down, hands still.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
I am not interested in living in a city where there isn't a production by Samuel Beckett running. — Edward Albee Copy Share Image
It seems to me that after the second world war, Beckett finally realized he had something to write about. — Adrian Dunbar Copy Share Image
Beckett's 'Stories and Texts for Nothing' is probably my favorite book. — Franz Wright Copy Share Image
Food is a necessary component to life. People can live without Renoir, Mozart, Gaudi, Beckett, but they cannot live without food. — Grant Achatz Copy Share Image
“I can’t do this anymore if it’s not with you. Fuck me straight to hell." ~Eve to Beckett” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Livia wondered what, exactly, Beckett did for a living. Her question was soon answered. Everything bad.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I haven't event started yet Wood! I need time to process... it's not every day hell falls below zero.” — K.Bromberg Copy Share Image
“It shouldn’t be a surprise—and it pleases me no end—that Beckett was an avid cyclist. “The bicycle is a great good,” he… — Bruce Weber Copy Share Image
“Finally Cole spoke. “Shall we exchange rings?” He nodded at Beckett, who let the rings fall into Cole’s hands as if it… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
Unfortunately, I'm not a history buff. I don't read biographies, except of some of those writers whom I've collected over the years… — John Larroquette Copy Share Image
“Beckett took a step back. “First things first, you weren’t lying. She’s absolutely gorgeous.” Beckett let his gaze roam from Livia’s boots… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
My favourite writer is Beckett and I keep going back to wallow in his work like a deep pool of dark humour… — Simon Critchley Copy Share Image
“Lord, this man before me is known to you. Beckett's soul is littered with sins that he committed to protect Blake and… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“The handshake got a third arm as Blake joined in. It was magic for Beckett when it was like this. The world… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett Taylor, you killed my hopes and dreams. Now I’ll kill you and everyone you care about. You’ll leave this earth as… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“You’re not too bad, Finley Sinclair.” I couldn’t have looked away from this boy if the room had caught on fire. “You’re… — Jenny B. Jones Copy Share Image
Samuel Beckett's 'Waiting for Godot,' billed as 'the laugh sensation of two continents,' made its American debut at the Coconut Grove Playhouse,… — John Lahr Copy Share Image
“Where’s the bride-to-be?” Beckett held his arms open for Kyle and gave her a gentle hug. “Good on you, Fairy Princess, making… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
Ben Marcus has created an innovative and unflinching portrait of the turmoil of the human condition, providing the reader a most rare… — Myla Goldberg Copy Share Image
Throughout the 1960s and 1970s devoted Beckett readers greeted each successively shorter volume from the master with a mixture of awe and… — John Banville Copy Share Image
It is useless not to seek, not to want, for when you cease to seek you start to find, and when you… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Gertrude Stein, all courage and will, is a soldier of minimalism. Her work, unlike the resonating silences in the art of Samuel… — Elizabeth Hardwick Copy Share Image
“Vladimir:-Cuando uno piensa, oye. Estragon:-Cierto. Vladimir:-Y eso impide reflexionar. Estragon:-Claro. Vladimir:-Impide pensar. Estragon:-De todos modos se piensa. Vladimir:-¡Qué va!, resulta imposible. Estragon:-Eso… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
You got used to running things on your own." "What could he do about it when he's in Iraq and the car… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“He threw in a request for a couple bottled waters for fucking Romeo and Juliet. They might get thirsty, even in their… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“I think it's in Malone Dies that Beckett's creature is in a kind of prison or hospital. As I recall, he is… — Gerald Stern Copy Share Image
“Kyle’s shrill voice interrupted their moment. “Figured you two would turn this into a scout meeting. Will you get your asses up… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“So I'm sitting in that damn chair, ready to die, and I say to her, 'You're the most beautiful thing I've ever… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Don’t make me out to be something worth saving. We both know I’m a waste.” His voice was so quiet. “I wish… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“In a sense, Joyce was Beckett's Don Quixote, and Beckett was his Sancho Panza. Joyce aspired to the One; Beckett encapsulated the… — Lois Gordon Copy Share Image
“Donnelly subtly eyes them while facing us too. “Those mugs are bugging Beckett.” I can’t detect Beckett’s annoyance. But not a second… — Krista Ritchie Copy Share Image
“Her smile was like a Samuel Beckett play - easy to read but difficult to interpret.” — Bob Smith Copy Share Image
“Baby, you didn’t have to do that,” Beckett whispered fiercely. “But thank you so fucking much. You look gorgeous today.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
