What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes. Samuel Beckett destinymanradish Change image and share on social
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness. Samuel Beckett nothingnesssilencestain Change image and share on social
I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as about him. It is no longer I, but another whose life is just beginning. Samuel Beckett beginbookexercise Change image and share on social