Samuel Beckett Quotes About End

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"No symbols where none intended." ~ Samuel Beckett
"All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead." ~ 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
"I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of-how shall I say, I don't know." ~ Samuel Beckett
"But I did not yet know, at that time, how tender the earth can be for those who have only her and how many graves in her giving, for the living."First Love" ~ Samuel Beckett
"Estragon:-¿Cuál es nuestro papel en este asunto?Vladimir:-¿Nuestro papel?Estragon:-Tómate tiempo.Vladimir:-¿Nuestro papel? El del suplicante.Estragon:-¿Hasta este extremo?Vladimir: ¿El señor tiene exigencias que hacer valer?Estragon:-¿Ya no tenemos derechos?(Risa de Vladimir, quien se reprime como antes. Mismos gestos, salvo la sonrisa)Vladimir:-Me harías reír si me estuviera permitido.Estragon:-¿Los hemos perdido?Vladimir (con claridad):-Los hemos vendido." ~ Samuel Beckett
"I realized that Joyce had gone as far as one could in the direction of knowing more, in control of one's material. He was always adding to it; you only have to look at his proofs to see that. I realised that my own way was impoverishment, in lack of knowledge and in taking away, subtracting rather than adding. When I first met Joyce, I didn't intend to be a writer. That only came later when I found out that I was no good at all at teaching. When I found I simply couldn't teach. But I do remember speaking about Joyce's heroic achievement. I had a great admiration for him. That's what it was: epic, heroic, what he achieved. I realized that I couldn't go down that same road." ~ Samuel Beckett
"La fin est dans le commencement et cependant on continue." ~ Samuel Beckett
"We spend our life, it's ours, trying to bring together in the same instant a ray of sunshine and a free bench" ~ Samuel Beckett
"The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust" ~ Samuel Beckett
"The old thing where it always was, back again. As when a man, having found at last what he sought, a woman, for example, or a friend, loses it, or realises what it is. And yet 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. The glutton castaway, the drunkard in the desert, the lecher in prison, they are the happy ones. To hunger, thirst, lust, every day afresh and every day in vain, after the old prog, the old booze, the old whores, that's the nearest we'll ever get to felicity, the new porch and the very latest garden. I pass on the tip for what it is worth." ~ Samuel Beckett
"O que estamos fazendo aqui, essa é a questão.E nessa imensa confusão Uma coisa é clara: Estamos esperando Godot!" ~ Samuel Beckett
"All is ready. Except me. I am being given, if I may venture the expression, birth to into death, such is my impression. The feet are clear already, of the great cunt of existence. Favourable presentation I trust. My head will be the last to die. Haul in your hands. I can't. The render rent. My story ended I'll be living yet. Promising lag. That is the end of me. I shall say I no more." ~ Samuel Beckett
"Die Tränen der Welt sind unvergänglich. Für jeden der anfängt zu weinen hört ein anderer irgendwo auf. Genauso ist das mit dem Lachen. Sagen Sie also nichts schlechtes von unserer Epoche. Sie ist nicht unglücklicher als die Vergangene. Sagen Sie allerdings auch nichts gutes von ihr." ~ Samuel Beckett
"Was I sleeping, while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now? Tomorrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of today? That with Estragon my friend, at this place, until the fall of night, I waited for Godot? That Pozzo passed, with his carrier, and that he spoke to us? Probably. But in all that what truth will there be? He'll know nothing. He'll tell me about the blows he received and I'll give him a carrot. (pause) Astride of a grave and a difficult birth. Down in the hole, lingeringly, the grave digger puts on the forceps. We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener. At me too someone is looking, of me too someone is saying, He is sleeping, he knows nothing, let him sleep on. (Pause.) I can't go on! (Pause.) What have I said?" ~ Samuel Beckett
"My dear Tom,Delighted to get your letter. Do write again. This life is terrible and I don't understand how it can be endured." ~ Samuel Beckett
"Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end." ~ Samuel Beckett
"...and a dream away in space with neither her nor there where all the footsteps ever fell can never fare nearer to anywhere nor from anywhere further away. Nor for in the end again by degrees or as though switched on dark falls there again that certain dark that alone certain ashes can. Through it who knows yet another end beneath a cloudless sky of a last end if ever there had to be another absolutely had to be." ~ Samuel Beckett
"the last at last seen of himhimself unseen by himand of himself"A rest.The last Mr. Murphy saw of Mr. Endon was Mr. Murphy unseen by Mr. Endon. This was also the last Murphy saw of Murphy."A rest.The relation between Mr. Murphy and Mr. Endon could not have better summed up than by the former's sorrow at seeing himself in the latter's immunity from seeing anything but himself."A long rest.Mr. Murphy is a speck in Mr. Endon's unseen." ~ 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
"L'humanité ... est un puits à deux seaux. Pendant que l'un descend pour être rempli, l'autre monte pour être vidé." ~ Samuel Beckett
"Old endgame lost of old, play and lose and have done with losing." ~ Samuel Beckett
"In the end he said, I am Mercier, alone, ill, in the cold, the wet, old, half mad, no way on, no way back. He eyed briefly, with nostalgia, the ghastly sky, the hideous earth. At your age, he said. Another act. Immaterial" ~ Samuel Beckett
"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
"Spend the years of learning squanderingCourage for the years of wanderingThrough a world politely turningFrom the loutishness of learning." ~ Samuel Beckett
"Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned." ~ Samuel Beckett
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