#beckett

It is useless not to seek, not to want, for when you cease to seek you start to find, and when you cease to want, then life begins to ram her fish and chips down your gullet until you puke, and then the puke down your gullet until you puke the puke, and then the puked puke until you begin to like it. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#watt #life

The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky. A small boy, stretching out his hands and looking up at the blue sky, asked his mother how such a thing was possible. Fuck off, she said. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#fuck #irish #off #samuel #writer

I am not interested in living in a city where there isn't a production by Samuel Beckett running. ↗

— Edward Albee

#culture #drama #samuel-beckett #stage #theater

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

#beckett #been #charming #him #i

My life, my life, now I speak of it as of something over, now as of a joke which still goes on, and it is neither, for at the same time it is over and it goes on, and is there any tense for that? Watch wound and buried by the watchmaker, before he died, whose ruined works will one day speak of God, to the worms. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

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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

Poor Willie - running out - ah well - can't be helped - just one of those old things - another of those old things - just can't be cured - cannot be cured - ah yes - poor dear Willie - good Lord! - good God! - ah well - no worse - no better, no worse - no change - no pain - hardly any - great thing that - nothing like it - pure ... what? - what? - ah yes - poor Willie - no zest - for anything - no interest - in life - poor dear Willie - sleep for ever - marvellous gift - in my opinion - always said so - wish I had it ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#change

Beckett's probably the hardest man there is to love," Blake said. "He does life wrong for all the right reasons. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#blake #debra-anastasia #poughkeepsie #life

And even my sense of identity was wrapped in a namelessness often hard to penetrate, as we have just seen I think…Yes, even then, when already all was fading, waves and particles, there could be no things but nameless things, no names but thingless names. I say that now, but after all what do I know now about then, now when the icy words hail down upon me, the icy meanings, and the world dies too, foully named. All I know is what the words know, and the dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning, a middle and an end as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead. And truly it little matters what I say, this or that or any other thing. Saying is inventing. Wrong, very rightly wrong. You invent nothing, you think you are inventing, you think you are escaping, and all you do is stammer out your lesson, the remnants of a pensum one day got by heart and long forgotten, life without tears, as it is wept. To hell with it anyway. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#samuel-beckett #life

Look, she said stooping over her breasts, the haloes are darkening already. I summoned up my remaining strength and said, Abort, abort and they'll blush like new. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

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