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Samuel Beckett (1906 – 1989)


Irish playwright, novelist, poet and winner of the 1969 Nobel Prize in Literature.
Samuel Beckett
Dear incomprehension, itís thanks to you Iíll be myself, in the end.
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How tell what remains ? But itís the end. Or have I been dreaming, am I dreaming? No no, none of that, for dream is nothing, a joke, and significant what is worse.
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It sometimes happens and will sometimes happen again that I forget who I am and strut before my eyes, like a stranger.




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No, life ends and no, there is nothing elsewhere, and no question now of ever finding again that white speck lost in whiteness, to see if they still lie still in the stress of that storm, or of a worse storm, or in the black dark for good, or the great whiteness unchanging, and if not what they are doing.
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Nothing happens, twice.
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The tears stream down my cheeks from my unblinking eyes. What makes me weep so? From time to time. There is nothing saddening here. Perhaps it is liquefied brain.
Samuel Beckett
This place, if I could describe this place, no place around me, thereís no end to me, I donít know what it is, it isnít flesh, it doesnít end, itís like airÖ
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I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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Don't wait to be hunted to hide, that's always been my motto.
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Perhaps it's done already, perhaps they have said me already, perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story, that would surprise me, if it opens, it will be I, it will be the silence, where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on.
Samuel Beckett
The memory came faint and cold of the story I might have told, a story in the likeness of my life, I mean without the courage to end or the strength to go on.




Samuel Beckett quotes
I donít like animals. Itís a strange thing, I donít like men and I donít like animals. As for God, he is beginning to disgust me.
Samuel Beckett
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.
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To go on means going from here, means finding me, losing me, vanishing and beginning again, a stranger first, then little by little the same as always, in another place, where I shall say I have always been, of which I shall know nothing, being incapable of seeing, moving, thinking, speaking, but of which little by little, in spite of these handicaps, I shall begin to know something, just enough for it to turn out to be the same place as always, the same which seems made for me and does not want me, which I seem to want and do not want, take your choice, which spews me out or swallows me up, Iíll never know, which is perhaps merely the inside of my distant skull where once I wandered, now am fixed, lost for tininess, or straining against the walls, with my head, my hands, my feet, my back, and ever murmuring my old stories, my old story, as if it were the first time.
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What can it matter to me, that I succeed or fail? The undertaking is none of mine, if they want me to succeed Iíll fail, and vise versa, so as not to be rid of my tormentors.
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I donít know why I told this story. I could just as well have told another. Perhaps some other time Iíll be able to tell another. Living souls, you will see how alike they are.
Samuel Beckett
I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of ó how shall I say, I donít know.
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Why can't you write the way people want?
Samuel Beckett
All I say cancels out, Iíll have said nothing.
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Not to want to say, not to know what you want to say, not to be able to say what you think you want to say, and never to stop saying, or hardly ever, that is the thing to keep in mind, even in the heat of composition.


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