Be again, be again. (Pause.) All that old misery. (Pause.) Once wasn't enough for you.
Samuel BeckettEnough. Sudden enough. Sudden all far. No move and sudden all far. All least. Three pins. One pinhole. In dimmost dim. Vasts apart. At bounds of boundless void. Whence no farther. Best worse no farther. Nohow less. Nohow worse. Nohow naught. Nohow on.
Samuel BeckettMy notes have a curious tendency, as I realize at last, to annihilate all they purport to record.
Samuel BeckettI had seen faces in photographs I might have found beautiful had I known even vaguely in what beauty was supposed to consist. And my father's face, on his death-bolster, had seemed to hint at some form of aesthetics relevant to man. But the faces of the living, all grimace and flush, can they be described as objects?
Samuel Beckett