More Quotes by Samuel Beckett
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
Perhaps that's what I feel, an outside and an inside and me in the middle, perhaps that's what I am, the thing that divides the world in two, on the one side the outside, on the other the inside, that can be as thin as foil, I'm neither one side nor the other, I'm in the middle, I'm the partition, I've two surfaces and no thickness, perhaps that's what I feel, myself vibrating, I'm the tympanum, on the one hand the mind, on the other the world, I don't belong to either.
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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.
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
Yes, I dont know why, but I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at the same time, or a moment later, an undeniable relief.
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
