Samuel Beckett Quotes

Man loves company - even if it is only that of a small burning candle.

If there is nothing you can share with other people, try to be close to Things, they will not abandon you; and the nights are still here and the winds that move through the trees and across many lands; everything in the world of Things and animals is still filled with happening, which you can take part in.

As I followed Margo's directions through the maze of one-way streets, we saw a few people sleeping on the sidewalk or sitting on benches, but nobody was moving. Margo rolled down the window, and I felt the thick air blow across my face, warmer than night ought to be. I glanced over and saw strands of her hair blowing all around her face. Even though I could see her there, I felt entirely alone among these big and empty buildings, like I'd survived the apocalypse and the world had been given to me, this whole and amazing and endless world, mine for the exploring.

I've been in that angst of loneliness, where you're really alone in the universe, except for the dog.

And then when all around grows dark, when we feel utterly alone, when all men right and left pass us by and know us not, a forgotten feeling rises in the breast.

In Genesis, it says that it is not good for a man to be alone; but sometimes it is a great relief.

Walking with a friend in the dark is better than walking alone in the light.

He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.

When it grows dark, we always need someone. This thought, the product of anxiety, only comes to me in the evenings, just when I'm about to end my writerly explorations.

Solitude is pleasant. Loneliness is not.

I'm on this extraordinary adventure, and if I have no one to talk to at the end of the night, I feel lonely.

The interesting thing is why we're so desperate for this anesthetic against loneliness.

It's no fun being lonely.

It's all I have left in my life, caffeine and a poodle.

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.

Don't go away. I don't want to be alone. I can't stand being alone.

When you have a lot of solitude, any living thing becomes a companion.

I make a genuine distinction between loneliness and aloneness. I know what each is like. There are times I'm lonely. But there are also many times when I need to be alone, when I don't want the feeling of someone else in the house other than the cats.

We can all understand that feeling of being alone in the world trying to find ways to not be alone.

Far from 'rotting my brain,' as I was often told would happen, TV helped me feel less alone at a time when I spent so much time alone.

I am alone, as though I stood On the highest peak of the tired gray world,About me only swirling snow, Above me, endless space unfurled;With earth hidden and heaven hidden, And only my own spirit's prideTo keep me from the peace of those Who are not lonely, having died.

Light is good company, when alone; I took my comfort where I found it, and the warmest yellow bulb in the living-room lamp had become a kind of radiant babysitter all its own.

I thought I knew what loneliness was before he found me, but I had no clue. You don't know what real loneliness is until you've known the opposite.

I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me.

There's something about sitting alone in the dark that reminds you how big the world really is, and how far apart we all are.