Embers Quote by Samuel Beckett Download Open image ““White world, great trouble, not a sound, only the embers, sound of dying, dying glow”” — Samuel Beckett ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dying Glow Embers Embers Sound Sound Embers White World
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“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
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No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear, Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermilion. — Gerard Manley Hopkins Copy Share Image
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He set fire to some potatoes, then cooked some undelivered post in the embers." - Dad "Did he now? What a strange fellow. I… — Jasper Fforde Copy Share Image
Ods me I marle what pleasure or felicity they have in taking their roguish tobacco. It is good for nothing but to choke a… — Ben Jonson Copy Share Image
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Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall no more… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Reunions are always fraught with awkward tensions - the necessity to account for oneself; the attempt to find, through memories, an ember of the… — Anita Shreve Copy Share Image
Nothing is really lost or can be lost, No birth, identity, form--no object of the world, Nor life, nor force, nor any visible thing...… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
