Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
SAMUEL BECKETTDon’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
SAMUEL BECKETTI could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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 BECKETTThe creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
SAMUEL BECKETTTo every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
SAMUEL BECKETTWe have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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 BECKETTThe essential doesn’t change.
SAMUEL BECKETTAll life long, the same questions, the same answers.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.
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 BECKETTWhat do we do now, now that we are happy?
SAMUEL BECKETTTo find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
SAMUEL BECKETTI tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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 BECKETT