“My master then, assuming he is solitary, in my image, wishes me well, poor devil, wishes my good, and if he does… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
I don’t like animals. It’s a strange thing, I don’t like men and I don’t like animals. As for God, he is… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
How can one better magnify the Almighty than by sniggering with him at his little jokes, particularly the poorer ones? — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
The essential is to go on squirming forever at the end of the line, as long as there are waters and banks… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Given the existence as uttered forth in the public works of Puncher and Wattmann of a personal God quaquaquaquaquaquaqua with white beard… — samuel beckett Copy Share Image
“There he is then, the unfortunate brute, quite miserable because of me, for whom there is nothing to be done, and he… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“I was merely cursing, under my breath, God and man, under my breath, and the wet Saturday afternoon of my conception.” — 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
