“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
We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener. — 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
That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. 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
“there is [...] a last even of last times of saying if you do not love me I shall not be loved… — 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
“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
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
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
The time is perhaps not altogether too green for the vile suggestion that art has nothing to do with clarity, does not… — 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
She felt, as she felt so often with Murphy, spattered with words that went dead as soon as they sounded; each word… — 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
“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
“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
“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
“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
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
I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
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
We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast as much? — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
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
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
Women are all the bloody sameyou can't love for five minutes without wanting it abolished in brats and house bloody wifery. — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
“ESTRAGON: Do you think God sees me? VLADIMIR: You must close your eyes. Estragon closes his eyes, staggers worse. ESTRAGON: (stopping, brandishing his fists,… — Samuel Beckett Copy Share
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