Samuel Beckett
Samuel Beckett
Samuel Barclay Beckettwas a French-Irish avant-garde novelist, playwright, theatre director, and poet, who lived in Paris for most of his adult life and wrote in both English and French. He is widely regarded as among the most influential writers of the 20th century...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth13 April 1906
CityFoxrock, Ireland
CountryIreland
fall night darkness
You cried for night - it falls. Now cry in darkness.
hideous
How hideous is the semicolon.
self literature waste
I have nothing but wastes and wilds of self-translation before me for many miserable months to come.
responsibility people criticism
My work is a matter of fundamental sounds (no joke intended) made as fully as possible, and I accept responsibility for nothing else. If people want to have headaches among the overtones, let them. And provide their own aspirin.
literature form bother
You are not satisfied unless form is so strictly divorced from content that you can comprehend the one without almost without bothering to read the other.
stupid book writing
I hope I am not too old to take it up seriously, nor too stupid about machines to qualify as a commercial pilot. I do not feel like spending the rest of my life writing books that no one will read. It is not as though I wanted to write them. *1937
reality space might
All that is active, all that is enveloped in time and space, is endowed with what might be described as an abstract, ideal and absolute impermeability.
records lasts realizing
My notes have a curious tendency, as I realize at last, to annihilate all they purport to record.
dark reality lasts
Clear to me at last that the dark I have always struggled to keep under is in reality my most
book obscurity obscure
Do they [the publishers of Murphy] not understand that if the book is slightly obscure it is because it is a compression and thatto compress it further can only make it more obscure?
ends knows
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.
might enthusiasm reason
All the things you would do gladly, oh without enthusiasm, but gladly, all the things there seems no reason for your not doing, and that you do not do! Can it be we are not free? It might be worth looking into.
art philosophy should-have
We should have thought of it when the world was young, in the nineties.
garden circles atheism
Enough of acting the infant who has been told so often how he was found under a cabbage that in the end he remembers the exact spot in the garden and the kind of life he led there before joining the family circle.