Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
SAMUEL BECKETTEvery word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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 BECKETTBut I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.
SAMUEL BECKETTYes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that’s what I’ve had to make the best of.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
SAMUEL BECKETTYes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
SAMUEL BECKETTDance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
SAMUEL BECKETTNothing is more real than nothing.
SAMUEL BECKETTYou won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
SAMUEL BECKETTMemories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
SAMUEL BECKETTWith all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
SAMUEL BECKETT