ESTRAGON: I can't go on like this. VLADIMIR: That's what you think. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“VLADIMIR: To have lived is not enough for them. ESTRAGON: They have to talk about it. VLADIMIR” — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
POZZO: I am blind. (Silence.) ESTRAGON: Perhaps he can see into the future. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Pozzo: I don't seem to be able...(long hesitation) to depart. Estragon: Such is life.” — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Estragon: What about hanging ourselves? Vladimir: Hmm. It'd give us an erection. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
VLADIMIR: What do they say? ESTRAGON: They talk about their lives. VLADIMIR: To have lived is not enough for them. ESTRAGON: They… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Estragon: Suppose we repented. Vladimir: Repented what? Estragon: Oh...(He reflects.) We wouldn’t have to go into the details. Vladimir: Our being born? — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“ESTRAGON: Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me! VLADIMIR: Did I ever leave you? ESTRAGON: You… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“We could start all over again perhaps. ESTRAGON: That should be easy. VLADIMIR: It’s the start that’s difficult. ESTRAGON: You can start… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“ESTRAGON: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist? VLADIMIR: (impatiently). Yes, yes, we’re magicians. But let… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Estragon: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist? Vladimir: Yes, yes, we're magicians. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“ESTRAGON: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist? VLADIMIR: (impatiently). Yes yes, we’re magicians.” — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Vladimir: That passed the time. Estragon: It would have passed in any case. Vladimir: Yes, but not so rapidly.” — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“VLADIMIR: Moron! ESTRAGON: Vermin! VLADIMIR: Abortion! ESTRAGON: Morpion! VLADIMIR: Sewer-rat! ESTRAGON: Curate! VLADIMIR: Cretin! ESTRAGON: ( with finality ). Crritic! VLADIMIR: Oh!… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“ESTRAGON: Do you think God sees me? VLADIMIR: You must close your eyes. Estragon closes his eyes, staggers worse. ESTRAGON: (stopping, brandishing… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“ESTRAGON: In the meantime let us try and converse calmly, since we are incapable of keeping silent. VLADIMIR: You're right, we're inexhaustible.… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo. — 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 cease to… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast as much? — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
