That's the mistake I made, one of the mistakes, to have wanted a story for myself, whereas life alone is enough. — 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
“There's my life, why not, it is one, if you like, if you must, I don't say no, this evening. There has… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
...you must say words, as long as there are any, until they find me, until they say me, strange pain, strange sin,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
I don't know why I told this story. I could just as well have told another. Perhaps some other time I'll be… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that… Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world. And we laugh,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
The memory came faint and cold of the story I might have told, a story in the likeness of my life, I… — 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
