I dont know: perhaps its a dream, all a dream. (That would surprise me.) Ill wake, in the silence, and never sleep again. (It will be I?) Or dream (dream again), dream of a silence, a dream silence, full of murmurs (I dont know, thats all words), never wake (all words, theres nothing else).You must go on, thats all I know.Theyre going to stop, I know that well: I can feel it. Theyre going to abandon me. It will be the silence, for a moment (a good few moments). Or it will be mine? The lasting one, that didnt last, that still lasts? It will be I?You must go on.I cant go on.You must go on.Ill go on. You must say words, as long as there are any - until they find me, until they say me. (Strange pain, strange sin!) You must go on. Perhaps its done already. Perhaps they have said me already. Perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story. (That would surprise me, if it opens.)It will be I? It will be the silence, where I am? I dont know, Ill never know: in the silence you dont know.You must go on.I cant go on.Ill go on.
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About Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable
Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable.