If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
SAMUEL BECKETTArt has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
SAMUEL BECKETTTo restore silence is the role of objects.
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 BECKETTWhat are we doing here, that is the question.
SAMUEL BECKETTThat desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
SAMUEL BECKETTEver tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETTI have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
SAMUEL BECKETTPerhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn’t want them back.
SAMUEL BECKETTHe who has waited long enough, will wait forever. And there comes the hour when nothing more can happen and nobody more can come and all is ended but the waiting that knows itself in vain.
SAMUEL BECKETTIn my head there are several windows, that I do know, but perhaps it is always the same one, open variously on the parading universe.
SAMUEL BECKETTHabit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
SAMUEL BECKETTFail, fail again, fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETTWords and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
SAMUEL BECKETT