Samuel Beckett on Knowledge
Browse 9 quotations attributed to Samuel Beckett, catalogued under knowledge, with dates where available.
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Attributed to Samuel Beckett, entry #212552: "I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of — how shall I say, I don’t know."
Attributed to Samuel Beckett, entry #109883: "I, of whom I know nothing, I know my eyes are open, because of the tears that pour from them unceasingly."
9 Quotes by Samuel Beckett on Knowledge
"I knew it would soon be the end, so I played the part, you know, the part of — how shall I say, I don’t know."
"I, of whom I know nothing, I know my eyes are open, because of the tears that pour from them unceasingly."
"Does one ever know oneself why one laughs?"
"This place, if I could describe this place, no place around me, there’s no end to me, I don’t know what it is, it isn’t flesh, it doesn’t end, it’s like air…"
"He who has waited long enough, will wait forever. And there comes the hour when nothing more can happen and nobody more can come and all is ended but the waiting that knows itself in vain."
"At no moment do I know what I’m talking about, nor of whom, nor of where, nor how, nor why, but I could employ fifty wretches for this sinister operation and still be short of the fifty-first, to close the circuit, that I know, without knowing what it means."
"Anything worse than what I do, without knowing what, or why, I have never been able to conceive, and that doesn’t surprise me, for I never tried. For had I been able to conceive something worse than what I had I would have known no peace until I got it, if I know anything about myself."
"What a joy to know where one is, and where one will stay, without being there. Nothing to do but stretch out comfortably on the rack, in the blissful knowledge you are nobody for all eternity. A pity I should have to give tongue at the same time, it prevents it from bleeding in peace, licking the lips."
"And once again I am I will not say alone, no, that's not like me, but, how shall I say, I don't know, restored to myself, no, I never left myself, free, yes, I don't know what that means but it's the word I mean to use, free to do what, to do nothing, to know, but what, the laws of the mind perhaps, of my mind, that for example water rises in proportion as it drowns you and that you would do better, at least no worse, to obliterate texts than to blacken margins, to fill in the holes of words till all is blank and flat and the whole ghastly business looks like what is, senseless, speechless, issueless misery."