If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
SAMUEL BECKETTLove, 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 BECKETTDo we mean love, when we say love?
SAMUEL BECKETTThe creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
SAMUEL BECKETTAll life long, the same questions, the same answers.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
SAMUEL BECKETTArt has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
SAMUEL BECKETTThat desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
SAMUEL BECKETTI am still alive then. That may come in useful.
SAMUEL BECKETTMy mistakes are my life.
SAMUEL BECKETTFriendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
SAMUEL BECKETTTo restore silence is the role of objects.
SAMUEL BECKETTNothing is more real than nothing.
SAMUEL BECKETTThere is no escape from yesterday because yesterday has deformed us, or been deformed by us. The mood is of no importance. Deformation has taken place.
SAMUEL BECKETTAll poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
SAMUEL BECKETT