Samuel Beckett Quotes

Omnipotence and omniscience are the end of power and knowledge.

I wonder if anyone but me realizes what goes on in that head back of your deceptively sweet face.

You couldn't see the key around my neck: it hung too low under both collars. But if I leaned in close, I could make it out, buried deep beneath. Out of sight, hard to recognize, but still able to be found, even if I was the only one to ever look for it.

What Kierkegaard said about love is also true of creativity: every person must start at the beginning.

Some secrets should never turn into confessions. I know that better than anyone.

Simplicity of all things is the hardest to be copy.

You'll never know everything about anything, especially something you love.

A little more than kin, and less than kind.

A god who is capable of sending intelligible signals to millions of people simultaneously, and of receiving messages from all of them simultaneously, cannot be, whatever else he might be, simple. Such Bandwidth!

There are things that can't be said, because it's hard to have to know them.

Well there's a line that you must toe and it'll soon be time to go but it's darker than you know in those Complicated Shadows

People will tell you most of the story… and I’ve learned that the part they neglect to tell you is often the most important part. People hide the truth because they’re afraid.

That there is a secret itself is a secret.

There are some secrets we keep because we can't bear to let them out and some because it's better to keep them in.

I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.

Maybe a mother wasn't what she seemed to be on the surface.

I had always been content to know that there was more in the living world than we could hope to understand.

The worst of us is not without innocence, although buried deeply it might be.

If things were simple, word would have gotten around.

Finished products are for decadent minds.

I hear it said of somebody that he is leading a double life. I think to myself: Just two?

On the surface, an intelligible lie; underneath, the unintelligible truth.

The most original of authors are not so because they advance what is new, but more because they know how to say something, as if it had never been said before.

There are things that don't deserve to be said briefly.

Life resembles Gobelin tapestry; you do not see the canvass on the right side; but when you turn it, the threads are visible.