With all this darkness round me I feel less alone. Samuel Beckett More Quotes by Samuel Beckett More Quotes From Samuel Beckett To-morrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of to-day? Samuel Beckett waiting-for-godotgodotthinking Yes, light, there is no other word for it. Samuel Beckett light I hope I am not too old to take it up seriously, nor too stupid about machines to qualify as a commercial pilot. I do not feel like spending the rest of my life writing books that no one will read. It is not as though I wanted to write them. Samuel Beckett stupidwritingbook As it is with the love of the body, so with the friendship of the mind, the full is only reached by admittance to the most retired places. Samuel Beckett retiredbodymind Sloth is all passions the most powerful. Samuel Beckett passionslothpowerful The day you die is just like any other, only shorter. Samuel Beckett dies But it seems impossible to speak and yet say nothing, you think you have succeeded, but you always overlook something. Samuel Beckett speakimpossiblethinking POZZO: I am blind. (Silence.) ESTRAGON: Perhaps he can see into the future. Samuel Beckett blindsilence What goes by the name of love is banishment, with now and then a postcard from the homeland, such is my considered opinion, this evening. Samuel Beckett eveningnameslove What is more true than anything else? To swim is true and to sink is true. One cannot speak any more of being, one must speak onlyof the mess. Samuel Beckett speaktruthswim Personally of course I regret everything. Not a word, not a deed, not a thought, not a need, not a grief, not a joy, not a girl, not a boy, not a doubt, not a trust, not a scorn, not a lust, not a hope, not a fear, not a smile, not a tear, not a name, not a face, no time, no place...that I do not regret, exceedingly. An ordure, from beginning to end. Samuel Beckett regretgirlgrief What do we do now, now that we are happy? Samuel Beckett All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer. Samuel Beckett paradigmpoetryprayer I had little talent for happiness. Samuel Beckett talentlittles That passed the time. It would have passed in any case. Yes, but not so rapidly. Samuel Beckett casestime The fact would seem to be, if in my situation one may speak of facts, not only that I shall have to speak of things of which I cannot speak, but also, which is even more interesting, but also that I, which is if possible even more interesting, that I shall have to, I forget, no matter. And at the same time I am obliged to speak. I shall never be silent. Never. Samuel Beckett mattermayinteresting Words fail, there are times when even they fail. Samuel Beckett failinglanguagetime What I assert, deny, question, in the present, I still can. But mostly I shall use the various tenses of the past. For mostly I do not know, it is perhaps no longer so, it is too soon to Samuel Beckett denyusepast The human eyelid is not teartight (happily for the human eye). Samuel Beckett tearssorroweye Love, that is all I asked, a little love, daily, twice daily, fifty years of twice daily love like a Paris horse-butcher's regular, what normal woman wants affection? Samuel Beckett horseloveyears
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