More Quotes by Samuel Beckett
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
Nothing is more real than nothing.
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.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.' You won't believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
