#beckett

And as for girls who try to stay away from me—my charm always wears them down.” “I’m up-to-date on my shots, so I’m pretty much immune to everything. ↗

— Jenny B. Jones

#finley #dating

Śmierć, ów proces alchemii na wspak, w którym złoto życia ulega rozbiciu na cuchnące składniki wyjściowe. ↗

— Simon Beckett

#death

It took me a long time, my lifetime so to speak, to realise that the colour of an eye half seen, or the source of some distant sound, are closer to Giudecca in the hell of unknowing than the existence of God, or the origins of protoplasm, or the eistence of self, and even less worthy than these to occupy the wise, It's a bit much, a lifetime, to achieve this consoling conclusion, it doesn't leave you much time to profit by it. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#samuel-beckett #love

The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky. A small boy, stretching out his hands and looking up at the blue sky, asked his mother how such a thing was possible. Fuck off, she said. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#fuck #irish #off #samuel #writer

I don't think there's been any writer like Samuel Beckett. He's unique. He was a most charming man and I used to send him my plays. ↗

— Harold Pinter

#beckett #been #charming #him #i

Kyle’s shrill voice interrupted their moment. “Figured you two would turn this into a scout meeting. Will you get your asses up here? People are waiting. I mean Beckett here has maybe a few hours before he’s bent over a metal toilet getting it up the ass from a guy named Bubba. Do you want him to have fun now or not?” The streetlight illuminated Beckett as he appeared next to Kyle. “Why would I be the bitch? I don’t think that’s a fair f*cking assumption.” Kyle refused to look at him and crossed her arms. “Of course you’d be the bitch. You have dimples. Bitches have dimples. And I bet your ass is soft like two pillows. Bubba’s going to love bouncing off of you.” Beckett stormed away, dragging Kyle with him. “I’ll be the f*cker,” he told her. “Not the f*ckee. The f*cker.” “Fine, a$$hole, you’re the f*cker,” Kyle’s voice faded away as they returned to the party. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#debra-anastasia #kyle #one-stellar-moment #poughkeepsie #love

She dragged me across the floor, stopping from time to time only to kick me. I didn't know our cows too could be so inhuman. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#cow #first-love #love

How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I'd been saving up for her all my life. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#krapp #life #love #play #relationship

The new light above my table is a great improvement. With all this darkness around me I feel less alone. (Pause.) In a way. (Pause.) I love to get up and move about in it, then back here to... (hesitates) ...me. (Pause.) ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#beckett #darkness #play #self #love

She's gonna know the rooster's in the hen house when she doesn't find me there, so we'd better hurry. ↗

— Georgia Cates

#beauty-series #georgia-cates #jack-henry #jack-mclachlan #laurelyn-prescott