Samuel Beckett

I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#help #love

I shall soon be quite dead at last in spite of all. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#death

There are two moments worthwhile in writing, the one when you start and the other when you throw it in the waste-paper basket. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#writing-advice #writing-philosophy #writing-advice

I was merely cursing, under my breath, God and man, under my breath, and the wet Saturday afternoon of my conception. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#inspirational

CLOV: Do you believe in the life to come? HAMM: Mine was always that. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#life

To have been always what I am - and so changed from what I was. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#happy-days #change

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

#simile

To be always what I am - and so changed from what I was. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#happy-days #change

drill one hole after another into [language] until that which lurks behind, be it something or nothing, starts seeping through – I cannot imagine a higher goal for today’s writer. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#imagination

She dragged me across the floor, stopping from time to time only to kick me. I didn't know our cows too could be so inhuman. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#cow #first-love #love