More Quotes by Samuel Beckett
Don't look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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.
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.
My mistakes are my life.
The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust
You're on earth. There's no cure for that.
Nothing is more real than nothing.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
