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When the object is perceived as particular and unique and not merely the member of a family, when it appears independent of any general notion...
By Samuel Beckett
To be an artist is to fail, as no other dare fail, that failure is his world and the shrink from desertion, art and craft, good housekeeping, ...
By Samuel Beckett
They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.
By Samuel Beckett
The situation is that of him who is helpless, cannot act, in the event cannot paint, since he is obliged to paint. The act is of him who, help...
By Samuel Beckett
The time is perhaps not altogether too green for the vile suggestion that art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and...
By Samuel Beckett
The freedom of indifference, the indifference of freedom, the will dust in the dust of its object, the act a handful of sand let fall—these ...
By Samuel Beckett
The chartered recountants take the thing to pieces and put it together again. They enjoy it. The artist takes it to pieces and makes a new thi...
By Samuel Beckett
Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I ...
By Samuel Beckett
No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.
By Samuel Beckett
Never but the one matter. The dead and gone. The dying and going. From the word go.
By Samuel Beckett
I've tried not to exaggerate the glory of athletes. I'd rather, if I could, preserve a sense of proportion, to write about them as excellent b...
By Samuel Beckett
Just under the surface I shall be, all together at first, then separate and drift, through all the earth and perhaps in the end through a clif...
By Samuel Beckett
I speak for an art ... weary of its puny exploits, weary of pretending to be able, of being able, of doing a little better the same old thing,...
By Samuel Beckett
I am being given, if I may venture the expression, birth into death, such is my impression. The feet are clear already, of the great cunt of e...
By Samuel Beckett
He brings light, as only the great dare to bring light, to the issueless predicament of existence.
By Samuel Beckett
As between these two, the need that in its haste to be abolished cannot pause to be stated and the need that is the absolute predicament of pa...
By Samuel Beckett
Art has always been this—pure interrogation, rhetorical question less the rhetoric—whatever else it may have been obliged by social realit...
By Samuel Beckett
Allusion has been made to [Proust's] contempt for the literature that 'describes,' for the realists and naturalists worshipping the offal of e...
By Samuel Beckett
[T]he syndrome known as life is too diffuse to admit of palliation. For every symptom that is eased, another is made worse. The horse leech's ...
By Samuel Beckett