So I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended. But it was nothing, mere speechle...
She felt, as she felt so often with Murphy, spattered with words that went dead as soon as they sounded; each word obliterated, before it had time to make sense, by the word that came next; so that in...
Press and gloom make recognition difficult. Man and wife are strangers two paces apart to mention only this most intimate of all bonds. Let them move on till they are close enough to touch and then wi...
Let's hang ourselves immediately!
La fin est dans le commencement et cependant on continue.
In other words, or perhaps another thing, whatever I said it was never enough and always too much.
I'm no longer with these assassins, in this bed of terror, but in my distant refuge, my hands twined together, my head bowed, weak, breathless, calm, free, and older than I'll ever have been, if my ca...
I was limply poking about in the garbage saying probably, for at that age I must still have been capable of general ideas, This is life.
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...
How is it that of the four Evangelists only one speaks of a thief being save. The four of them were there-or therabouts-and only one speaks of a thief being saved.
How difficult it is to speak of the moon and not lose one's head, the witless moon.
He speaks of himself as of another. Himself he devises too for company. Leave it at that. Confusion too is company up to a point. Better hope deferred than none. Up to a point. Till the heart starts t...
For it is difficult to speak, even any old rubbish, and at the same time focus one's attention on another point, where one's true interest lies, as fitfully defined by a feeble murmur seeming to apolo...
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?
Clov: If I don't kill the rat, he'll die.Hamm: That's right.
CLOV:Do you believe in the life to come?HAMM:Mine was always that.
But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying, I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am...
But he had turned, little by little, a disturbance into words, he had made a pillow of old words, for his head.
But all is forgotten and I have done nothing, unless what I am doing now is something, and nothing could give me greater satisfaction.
Bah, the latest news, the latest news is not the last.