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

Quote by Samuel Beckett

Topics: Samuel Beckett Quotes

If I had the use of my body, I would throw it out the window.

If I had the use of my body, I would throw it out the window.

It is right that he too should have his little chronicle, his memories, his reason,...

It is right that he too should have his little chronicle, his memories, his reason,...

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

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

Where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know,...

Where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know,...

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

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

Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.

Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.

Birth was the death of him.

Birth was the death of him.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

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.

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

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

Words are all we have.

Words are all we have.

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,...

Habit is a great deadener.

Habit is a great deadener.

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.

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...

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

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

The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to...

The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to...

No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a...

No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a...

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.