Samuel Beckett

Watt

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  • Liamhas quoted3 years ago
    brambles, or of briars, or of thistles, or of nettles
  • Liamhas quoted3 years ago
    is to say fully one half of what won its way past my tympan.
  • Liamhas quoted3 years ago
    boughs and withes of willow
  • Liamhas quoted3 years ago
    Having oscillated all his life between the torments of a superficial loitering and the horrors of disinterested endeavour, he finds himself at last in a situation where to do nothing exclusively would be an act of the highest value, and significance. And what happens?
  • Liamhas quoted3 years ago
    And if there were two things that Watt loathed, one was the earth, and the other was the sky.
  • Liamhas quoted3 years ago
    So, settling his hat firmly on his head, and reaching forward for his bags, he rolled himself over into the ditch, and lay there, on his face, half buried in the wild long grass, the foxgloves, the hyssop, the pretty nettles, the high pouting hemlock, and other ditch weeds and flowers. And it was to him lying thus that there came, with great distinctness, from afar, from without, yes, really it seemed from without, the voices, indifferent in quality, of a mixed choir.
  • Саняhas quoted4 years ago
    God is a witness that cannot be sworn.
  • Саняhas quoted5 years ago
    adapt to the contingencies of the world
  • Саняhas quoted5 years ago
    written in dribs and drabs
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