Birth was the death of him.

Quote by Samuel Beckett

Topics: Death Quotes

Just under the surface I shall be, all together at first, then separate and drift,...

Just under the surface I shall be, all together at first, then separate and drift,...

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

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

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

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

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

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Habit is a great deadener.

Habit is a great deadener.

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

I can't go on. I'll go on.

I can't go on. I'll go on.

Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there,...

Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there,...

We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast...

We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast...

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.

All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a...

All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a...

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

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

I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.

I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.

There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the fault of his feet.

There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the fault of his feet.

That's how it is on this bitch of an earth.

That's how it is on this bitch of an earth.

Do we mean love, when we say love?

Do we mean love, when we say love?

I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as...

I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as...