#beckett

Beckett had an unerring light on things, which I much appreciated. ↗

— Harold Pinter

#beckett #had #i #light #much

Stay with me, Becks. Dream of me. I am ever yours. ↗

— Brodi Ashton

#nikki-beckett #dreams

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#endgame #funny #unhappiness-nothing #funny

Simple shit makes this chick crap bubbles and rainbows" -Beckett ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#debra-anastasia #humor #poughkeepsie #humor

He paused and let out a little sigh. Then I’m saying it wrong, because it has everything to do with you. I want what Hades and Persephone had, and I can’t do it without you. The only time the queen of the Everneath has been overthrown is when an Everliving has found his perfect match. I’ve spent my whole life - and it’s a long one, trust me - looking for my perfect match, and it’s you. I knew you were different from the first moment I met you. The first moment you placed your hands on mine. You remember? ↗

— Brodi Ashton

#nikki-beckett #sweet #life

Any pub will do?” “McPherson’s, I think. One with music that will alter my life forever, give me eternal happiness, and make me see God. You know. One like that.” “So you need the magical sound of Ireland and some information about an Abbeyglen native. Francine”—Beckett’s eyes danced in the streaming sunlight—“I’m about to solve your every problem.” Beckett stood up and gave my hair a light tug. “Prepare to worship and adore me. ↗

— Jenny B. Jones

#finley #life

I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up and down, and from side to side. (Pause. Krapp's lips move. No sound.) Past midnight. Never knew such silence. The earth might be uninhabited. ↗

— Samuel Beckett

#krapp #life #love #movement #play

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