What was God doing with himself before the creation?”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
“I was out of sorts. They are deep, my sorts, a deep ditch, and I am not often out of them.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
“The fact is, it seems, that the most you can hope is to be a little less, in the end, the creature you were in the beginning, and the middle.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
“For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on. So that I was never disappointed, so to speak, whatever I did, in this domain. And these inseparable fools I indulged turn about, that they might understand their foolishness.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
This should all be rewritten in the pluperfect.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
“I was out of sorts. They are deep, my sorts, a deep ditch, and I am not often out of them.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
“The fact is, it seems, that the most you can hope is to be a little less, in the end, the creature you were in the beginning, and the middle.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
“For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on. So that I was never disappointed, so to speak, whatever I did, in this domain. And these inseparable fools I indulged turn about, that they might understand their foolishness.”
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
This should all be rewritten in the pluperfect.”
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