Have you shat, my child, I said gently.
Samuel Beckett, Molloy.
“What is certain is this, that I never rested in that way again, my feet obscenely resting on the earth, my arms on the handlebars and on my arms my head, rocking and abandoned. It is indeed a delpo...”
“[Y]ou cannot mention everything in its proper place, you must choose, between the things not worth mentioning and those and those even less so.”
“For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on. S...”
“A mug's game in my opinion and tiring on top of that, in the long run. But I lent myself to it with a good enough grace, knowing it was love, for she had told me so.”
“I was limply poking about in the garbage saying probably, for at that age I must still have been capable of general ideas, This is life.”
“You can't have everything, I've often noticed it.”
“I was raised right I talk about people behind their backs. It's called manners.”
“I have often found this to be true since, that matters which seem terribly important in the early days of such a journey (what will people back home say?) fade into triviality with the passage of t...”
“The rationale that etiquette should be eschewed because it fosters inequality does not ring true in a society that openly admits to a feverish interest in the comparative status-conveying qualities...”
“I have decided to stick to love...Hate is too great a burden to bear.”
“Hate the sin, love the sinner.”
“The opposite of love is not hate, its apathy, when you simply don't bother about that person!”
“Time is no one's friend--time has no social niceties and holds the door for nobody nowhere. But I hold the door for time, with my one good paw.”
“He who says what he likes shall hear what he does not like.”
“Modesty: the gentle art of enhancing your charm by pretending not to be aware of it.”