More Quotes by Samuel Beckett
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
When a man in a forest thinks he is going forward in a straight line, in reality he is going in a circle, I did my best to go in a circle, hoping to go in a straight line.
Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
Don't look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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.
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
