Quote by Samuel Beckett Download Open image ““The turmoil of the day freezes in a thousand absurd postures.”” — Samuel Beckett ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“In real life, as we know, the failure to relax a particular tension can lead to madness.” — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Their lives had stopped, frozen, as if in a picture, and the days were nothing more than empty squares on a calendar.” — Tom Franklin Copy Share Image
“It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. It was the future, and everything sucked.” — Greg Nagan Copy Share Image
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“Never rail at the storms, the furious winds, the biting frosts and snows...Bright days and dark days are both expressions of the great mystery.” — Luther Standing Bear Copy Share Image
“There was hysteria in there, certainly, but there was also the exhaustion of someone who had managed, somehow, to believe several dozen impossible things… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“And the whole huge town of a million people was locked in a sort of violent inertia, a nightmare of noise without movement.” — George Orwell 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
