With all this darkness round me I feel less alone. Samuel Beckett More Quotes by Samuel Beckett More Quotes From Samuel Beckett Never but the one matter. The dead and gone. The dying and going. From the word go. Samuel Beckett dyinglifedeath All the things you would do gladly, oh without enthusiasm, but gladly, all the things there seems no reason for your not doing, and that you do not do! Can it be we are not free? It might be worth looking into. Samuel Beckett enthusiasmreasonmight HAMM: We're not beginning to... to... mean something? CLOV: Mean something! You and I, mean something! (Brief laugh.) Ah that's a good one! Samuel Beckett endgamelaughingmean I don't know why I told this story. I could just as well have told another. Perhaps some other time I'll be able to tell another. Living souls, you will see how alike they are. Samuel Beckett ablesoulstories They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more. Samuel Beckett lighttimenight I speak for an art ... weary of its puny exploits, weary of pretending to be able, of being able, of doing a little better the same old thing, of going a little further along a dreary road. Samuel Beckett old-thingslittlesart What was God doing with himself before the creation? Samuel Beckett creation No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found. Samuel Beckett regretdyinglong I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as about him. It is no longer I, but another whose life is just beginning. Samuel Beckett exercisewritingbook To what will love not stoop! Samuel Beckett stoopsdisgracelove Habit is a compromise effected between an individual and his environment. Samuel Beckett environmenthabitcompromise Estragon: I can't go on like this. Samuel Beckett moving-onencouragingthinking Poetry is essentially the antithesis of Metaphysics: Metaphysics purge the mind of the senses and cultivate the disembodiment of the spiritual; Poetry is all passionate and feeling and animates the inanimate; Metaphysics are most perfect when concerned with universals; Poetry, when most concerned with particulars. Samuel Beckett philosophicalspiritualperfect My work is a matter of fundamental sounds (no joke intended) made as fully as possible, and I accept responsibility for nothing else. If people want to have headaches among the overtones, let them. And provide their own aspirin. Samuel Beckett criticismresponsibilitypeople Absolute virtue is as sure to kill a man as absolute vice is, let alone the dullness of it and the pomposities of it. Samuel Beckett virtuevicesmen Sometimes I wonder if I'm in my right mind. Then it passes off and I'm as intelligent as ever. Samuel Beckett intelligentmindsometimes I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of — how shall I say, I don’t know. Samuel Beckett endsknows The time is perhaps not altogether too green for the vile suggestion that art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear, and more than the light of day (or night) makes the subsolar, -lunar, and -stellar excrement. Art is the sun, moon, and stars of the mind, the whole mind. Samuel Beckett starsmoonart It is right that he too should have his little chronicle, his memories, his reason, and be able to recognize the good in the bad, the bad in the worst, and so grow gently old down all the unchanging days, and die one day like any other day, only shorter. Samuel Beckett one-dayshould-havememories Yesterday is not a milestone that has been passed, but a daystone on the beaten track of the years, and irremediably part of us, within us, heavy and dangerous. We are not merely more weary because of yesterday, we are other, no longer what we were before the calamity of yesterday. Samuel Beckett trackyesterdayyears
