Samuel Beckett Quotes & Sayings (Page 2)

“All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead.”

“To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.”

“Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.”

“We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast as much?”

“You're on earth. There's no cure for that.”

“James Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I am an analyzer, trying to leave out as much as I can.”

“What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.”

“In the landscape of extinction, precision is next to godliness.”

“Nothing matters but the writing. There has been nothing else worthwhile... a stain upon the silence.”

“They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.”