“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
“Simple shit makes this chick crap bubbles and rainbows" -Beckett” — Debra Anastasia 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
“Beckett found himself grateful that Mouse was woman enough to frequent the ridiculous site.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
[Contemporary writer] could be a kind of [Samuel] Beckett who would not be felt to be totally committed to despair. — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
Beckett's 'Stories and Texts for Nothing' is probably my favorite book. — Franz Wright 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 trained his eyes on Livia as if she were an extension of his brother.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
I would say recently I've gotten back to perusing [Samuel] Beckett's novels. Listening to the way Donald Trump speaks without saying anything… — David Duchovny Copy Share Image
“Beckett now got half the beating he used to get. Rick didn’t know that with every punch he was pounding his own… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Beckett smiled at his past and future customers with both his dimples. No need to feel alarmed, his smile told them. The… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
I've played Beckett. I put on in the 1950s the first Australian production of 'Waiting for Godot.' I played Estragon. The most… — Barry Humphries Copy Share Image
“Rick’s a beater. He likes it. When I first got here, he beat all the kids. I told him I wanted to… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Henry: I usen't to need anyone, just to myself, stories, there was a great one about an old fellow called Bolton, I… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“The driver hit the intercom, and Beckett introduced himself to the video camera. “Beckett Taylor. Make sure your gates can open wide… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
“Look, she said stooping over her breasts, the haloes are darkening already. I summoned up my remaining strength and said, Abort, abort… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Beckett Rush spotted in London Saturday. 'Tinseltown's It Boy reportedly had three dates with three different girls at La Trattoria... all over… — Jenny B. Jones 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
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
Samuel Beckett is the person that I read the most of - certainly the person whose books I own the most of.… — John Larroquette 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
“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
“Eve. That torpedo mind-fuck sex was outrageous and fantastically titillating. Titi-fuck-illating. But there was something else as well. Emotional, a small voice… — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
Artemis: "Right, brothers. Onward. Imagine yourself seated at a cafe in Montmartre." Myles: "In Paris." Artemis: "Yes, Paris. And try as you… — Eoin Colfer 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
“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
“It might be useful here to say a word about Beckett, as a link between the two stages, and as illustrating the… — Frank Kermode 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
“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
“Eve let go of a rope she’d clung to for too long. And she fell. She fell right into him. Wrong or… — 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