“I am interested in the shape of ideas, even if I do not believe in them” — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better. —Samuel Beckett, Worstward Ho (1983)” — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
It's so nice to know where you're going, in the early stages. It almost rids you of the wish to go there. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“HAMM: Scoundrel! Why did you engender me? NAGG: I didn't know. HAMM: What? What didn't you know? NAGG: That it'd be you.… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“She dragged me across the floor, stopping from time to time only to kick me. I didn't know our cows too could… — Samuel Beckett 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
“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
All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Je suis comme ça. Ou j'oublie tout de suite ou je n'oublie jamais." Samuel BECKETT, En attendant Godot I'm like that. Either… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“I happened to look up and there it was. All over and done with, at last. I sat on for a few… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Ada: And why life? (Pause.) Why life, Henry? (Pause.) Is there anyone about? Henry: Not a living soul. Ada: I thought as… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But… — Samuel Beckett 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
“But man is still today, at the age of twenty-five, at the mercy of an erection, physically too, from time to time,… — Samuel Beckett 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
“What is certain is this, that I never rested in that way again, my feet obscenely resting on the earth, my arms… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“que ferais-je sans ce monde que ferais-je sans ce monde sans visage sans questions où être ne dure qu'un instant où chaque… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“You lean back against the door with bowed head making ready to set out. By the time you open your eyes your… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“It was December, I had never felt so cold, the eel soup lay heavy on my stomach, I was afraid I'd die, I turned… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
“You may say it is all in my head, and indeed sometimes it seems to me I am in a head and that these… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
“Here he stood. Here he sat. Here he knelt. Here he lay. Here he moved, to and fro, from the door to the window,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
What are we doing here, that is the question. And we are blessed in this, that we happen to know the answer. Yes, in… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
It is useless not to seek, not to want, for when you cease to seek you start to find, and when you cease to… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast as much? — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
The new light above my table is a great improvement. With all this darkness around me I feel less alone. (Pause.) In a way.… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
Women are all the bloody sameyou can't love for five minutes without wanting it abolished in brats and house bloody wifery. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
“ESTRAGON: Do you think God sees me? VLADIMIR: You must close your eyes. Estragon closes his eyes, staggers worse. ESTRAGON: (stopping, brandishing his fists,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
