Yes, I dont know why, but I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
The short winter’s day was drawing to a close. It seems to me sometimes that these are the only days I have… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but… — 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
There are two moments worthwhile in writing, the one when you start and the other when you throw it in the waste-paper… — 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, from the window to the door; from the window to the door, from the door to the window; from the fire to the bed, from the bed to the fire; from the bed to the fire,… — 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 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
