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So all things limp together for the only possible. — Samuel Beckett

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

How can one better magnify the Almighty than by sniggering with him at his little jokes, particularly the poorer ones? — Samuel Beckett

I have nothing but wastes and wilds of self-translation before me for many miserable months to come. — Samuel Beckett

HAMM: We're not beginning to ... to ... mean something?
CLOV: Mean something! You and I, mean something!
(Brief laugh.) Ah that's a good one! — Samuel Beckett

The essential doesn't change. — Samuel Beckett

Estragon: we lost our rights?
vladimir: we got rid of them. — Samuel Beckett

-What is there to keep me here?
-Conversation — Samuel Beckett

All roads were right for me, a wrong road was an event, for me. — Samuel Beckett

... all that matters is how to rise, for you are half out of your mind. — Samuel Beckett

Unfathomable mind: now beacon, now sea. — Samuel Beckett

At last I began to think, that is to say to listen harder. — Samuel Beckett

To be together again, after so long, who love the sunny wind, the windy sun, in the sun, in the wind, that is perhaps something, perhaps something. — Samuel Beckett

Her mind was a press of formless questions, mingling and crumbling limply away. — Samuel Beckett

Ah earth you old extinguisher. — Samuel Beckett

You must go on.
I can't go on.
I'll go on. — Samuel Beckett

I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them. — Samuel Beckett

Clov: If I don't kill the rat, he'll die.
Hamm: That's right. — Samuel Beckett

Another happy day. — Samuel Beckett

We always find something, eh Didi, to let us think we exist? — Samuel Beckett

This is slow work. . . .Is it not time for my pain-killer? — Samuel Beckett

And on the threshold of being no more I succeed in being another. — Samuel Beckett

Try. Fail. Fail again. Fail better. — Samuel Beckett

What kind of country is this where a woman can't weep her heart out on the highways and byways without being tormented by retired bill-brokers! — Samuel Beckett

It's not me, it's not true, it's not me, I'm far. — Samuel Beckett

The only sin is the sin of being born — Samuel Beckett

I use the words you taught me. If they don't mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent. — Samuel Beckett

To every man his little cross. (He sighs.) Till he dies. (Afterthought.) And is forgotten. — Samuel Beckett

If 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 Beckett

Have you shat, my child, I said gently. — Samuel Beckett

The loss of my sight was a great fillip. If I could go deaf and dumb I think I might pant on to be a hundred. — Samuel Beckett

Misfortunes, blessings, I have no time to pick my words, I am in a hurry to be done. And yet no, I am in no hurry. — Samuel Beckett

If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love. — Samuel Beckett

Dying for dark - the darker the worse. Strange. — Samuel Beckett

Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand. — Samuel Beckett

Your mind, never active at anytime, is now even less than ever so. — Samuel Beckett

And perhaps I understood it all wrong, but I understood it and that was the novelty. — Samuel Beckett

So one invents obscurities. Rhetoric. — Samuel Beckett

It was like looking for a needle in a haystack full of vipers. — Samuel Beckett

I shall soon be quite dead at last in spite of all. — Samuel Beckett

Clear to me at last that the dark I have always struggled to keep under is in reality my most — Samuel Beckett

Do we mean love, when we say love? — Samuel Beckett

Yes, light, there is no other word for it. — Samuel Beckett

All is tedious, in this relation that is forced upon me. — Samuel Beckett

And agreement only comes a little later, with the forgetting. — Samuel Beckett

The little cloud drifting before their glorious sun will darken the earth as long as I please. — Samuel Beckett

All mankind is us, whether we like it or not. — Samuel Beckett

Ah, the old questions, the old answers, there's nothing like them! — Samuel Beckett

Abode where lost bodies roam each searching for its lost one. — Samuel Beckett

In the landscape of extinction, precision is next to godliness. — Samuel Beckett

Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick. — Samuel Beckett

There I am then back in the saddle, in my numbed heart a prick of misgiving, like one dying of cancer obliged to consult his dentist. — Samuel Beckett

James Joyce: His writing is not about something. It is the thing itself. — Samuel Beckett

But it seems impossible to speak and yet say nothing, you think you have succeeded, but you always overlook something. — Samuel Beckett

How time flies when one has fun! — Samuel Beckett

There is no use indicting words, they are no shoddier than what they peddle. — Samuel Beckett

Decidedly it will never have been given to me to finish anything, except perhaps breathing. One must not be greedy. — Samuel Beckett

[Abbas Kiarostami] is a great artist and a poet. I sometimes think that if Samuel Beckett made films, he'd make them like Kiarostami makes them. — Anthony Minghella

There at least is a first affirmation, I mean negation, on which to build. — Samuel Beckett

I have finished Pasternak with mixed feelings, which is more than I hoped for. — Samuel Beckett

[A]ll I want to do is sit on my ass and fart and think of Dante. — Samuel Beckett

Estragon: And if he doesn't come?
Vladimir: (after a moment of bewilderment) We'll see when the time comes. — Samuel Beckett

Europeans have depth but not distance while North Americans have distance but not depth. — Samuel Beckett

When you're in the shit up to your neck, there's nothing left to do but sing. — Samuel Beckett

Dim light source unknown. — Samuel Beckett

No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found. — Samuel Beckett

God is love. Yes or no? No. — Samuel Beckett

All hangs together, I am in chains. — Samuel Beckett

I don't think there's been any writer like Samuel Beckett. He's unique. He was a most charming man and I used to send him my plays. — Harold Pinter

In a flicker of my lids whole days have flown. — Samuel Beckett

There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the faults of his feet. — Samuel Beckett

I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as about him. It is no longer I, but another whose life is just beginning. — Samuel Beckett

Hamm: There's something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head. — Samuel Beckett

I thought much about myself. That is to say I often took a quick look at myself, closed my eyes, forgot, began again. — Samuel Beckett

But it is useless to dwell on this period of my life. If I go on long enough calling that my life I'll end up by believing it. — Samuel Beckett

Vladimir: That passed the time.
Estragon: It would have passed in any case.
Vladimir: Yes, but not so rapidly. — Samuel Beckett

That's what hell must be like, small chat to the babbling of Lethe about the
good old days when we wished we were dead. — Samuel Beckett

Imagination at wit's end spreads its sad wings. — Samuel Beckett

Fortunately I did not need affection. — Samuel Beckett

Do you believe in the life to come? Mine was always that. — Samuel Beckett

The tears stream down my cheeks from my unblinking eyes. What makes me weep so? There is nothing saddening here. Perhaps it is liquefied brain. — Samuel Beckett

Samuel Beckett's estate will not license productions of his plays that are not performed as written. — Terry Teachout

Old endgame lost of old, play and lose and have done with losing. — Samuel Beckett

Habit is a great deadener. — Samuel Beckett

I seem to grasp at certain moments the nuance that divides bad from worse. — Samuel Beckett

Say that again said the red gash in the white putty. — Samuel Beckett

you don't feel a mouth on you, you don't feel your mouth any more, no need of a mouth, the words are everywhere, inside me, outside me... — Samuel Beckett

Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit. — Samuel Beckett

Does it really matter which hand is employed to absterge the podex? — Samuel Beckett

To be always what I am - and so changed from what I was. — Samuel Beckett

Words fail, there are times when even they fail. — Samuel Beckett

For I shall be far away, before these lines are read, in a place where no one will dream of coming to look for me. — Samuel Beckett

The sky sinks in the morning, this fact has been insufficiently observed. — Samuel Beckett

The fact is, it seems, that the most you can hope is to be a little less, in the end, the creature you were in the beginning, and the middle. — Samuel Beckett

Constipation is a sign of good health in pomeranians. — Samuel Beckett

And I'll be myself at last, as a starveling belches his odourless wind, before the bliss of a coma. — Samuel Beckett

Our vulgar perception is not concerned with other than vulgar phenomena. — Samuel Beckett

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards. — Samuel Beckett

To-morrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of to-day? — Samuel Beckett

One day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second. — Samuel Beckett