I missed you...and at the same time I was happy. Isn't that a queer thing? — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
The blind have no notion of time. The things of time are hidden from them too. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
And what I have, what I am, is enough, was always enough for me, and as far as my dear little sweet… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
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
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
“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
“A little darkness, in itself, at the time, is nothing. You think no more about it and you go on. But I… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It's abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
I still smile it's not worth the trouble any more for a long time now it's not been worth the trouble the… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“What am I doing now, I’m trying to see where I am, so as to be able to go elsewhere, should occasion… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“No choice but stand. Somehow up and stand. Somehow stand. That or groan. The groan so long on its way. No. No… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Astride of a grave and a difficult birth. Down in the hole, lingeringly, the grave digger puts on the forceps. We have… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
For the only way one can speak of nothing is to speak of it as though it were something, just as the… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
Until the day when, your endurance gone, in this world for you without arms, you catch up in yours the first mangy… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Perhaps he is crying out for help all this time and I do not hear him! [Pause.] I do of course hear… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“VLADIMIR: ( after a moment of bewilderment ). We'll see when the time comes. ( Pause. ) I was saying that things… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Yes, I feel the moment has come for me to look back, if I can, and take my bearings, if I am… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“It is to be hoped the time will come, thank God, in some circles it already has, when language is best used… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“It took me a long time, my lifetime so to speak, to realise that the colour of an eye half seen, or… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“...and I'll be able to go on, no, I'll be able to stop, or start, another guzzle of lies but piping hot,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“saying again if you do not teach me I shall not learn saying again there is a last even of last times… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
What I assert, deny, question, in the present, I still can. But mostly I shall use the various tenses of the past.… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. Yes, but not so rapidly. — 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
The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“Misfortunes, blessings, I have no time to pick my words, I am in a hurry to be done. And yet no, I… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
“What I need now is stories, it took me a long time to know that, and I'm not sure of it.” — 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
All that is active, all that is enveloped in time and space, is endowed with what might be described as an abstract,… — 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
![“Perhaps he is crying out for help all this time and I do not hear him! [Pause.] I do of course hear cries. [Pause.] But they are in my head surely. [Pause.] Is it possible that... [Pause. With finality ] No no, my head was always full of cries. [Pause.] Faint confused cries. [Pause.] They come…” quote by Samuel Beckett](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/723/samuel-beckett-365_cries_perhaps-he-is-crying-out-for-help-all-th_663165.jpg)
