Birth was the death of him. – Samuel Beckett
The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. – Samuel Beckett
Birth was the death of him. – Samuel Beckett
The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. – Samuel Beckett
Let me go to hell, thats all I ask, and go on cursing them there, and them look down and hear me, that might take some of the shine off their bliss. – Samuel Beckett