Samuel Beckett Quotes

لكن فكر فكر ، انت على الأرض ولاعلاج لذلك

ولادیمیر: ... ولی ما سر قرارمون موندیم، و این دیگه آخرشه. ما قدیس نیستیم، ولی سر قرارمون ایستادیم. چند نفر می تونند این قدر به خودشون ببالند؟استراگون: میلیون ها نفر.

: هذا النوع من الأغراء لا أريده الآن . إن حاجتي لجمال الحياة قد انتهت . واستطيع أن أموت اليوم إذا رغبت بمجرد مجهود صغير .

Already all confusion. Things and imaginings. As of always. Confusion amounting to nothing. Despite precautions. If only she could be pure figment. Unalloyed. This old so dying woman. So dead. In the...

And Watt preferred on the whole having to do with things of which he did not know the name, though this too was painful to Watt, to having to do with things of which the known name, the proven name, w...

And life in his mind gave him pleasure, such pleasure that pleasure was not the word.

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.

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

But it is only since I have ceased to live that I think of these things and the other things. It is in the tranquillity of decomposition that I remember the long confused emotion which was my life, an...

Delicious instants, before one's eyes get used to the dark.

Du fehlst mir, und doch bin ich glücklich. Ist das nicht merkwürdig?

ESTRAGONWhat am I to say?VLADIMIRSay, I am happy. ESTRAGONI am happy.VLADIMIRSo am I.ESTRAGONSo am I.VLADIMIRWe are happy.ESTRAGONWe are happy. (Silence.) What do we do now, now that we are happy?

Gerçekten gitgide önemsizleşiyor bütün bunlar.

Having oscillated all his life between the torments of a superficial loitering and the horrors of disinterested endeavour, he finds himself at last in a situation where to do nothing exclusively would...

Hold the old holding hand. Hold and be held. Plod on and never recede. Slowly with never a pause plod on and never recede.

I began playing with the cries, a little in the same way as I had played with the song, on, back, on, back, if that may be called playing. As long as I kept walking I didn’t hear them, because of the...

I don't know when I died. It always seemed to me I died old, about ninety years old, and what years, and that my body bore it out, from head to foot. But this evening, alone in my icy bed, I have the...

If you don't know where you are currently standing, you're dead.

In other words, or perhaps another thing, whatever I said it was never enough and always too much. Yes,

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. An...