Samuel Beckett Quotes

When I realize that she is gone, perhaps gone forever, a great void opens up and I feel that I am falling, falling, falling into deep, black space. And this is worse than tears, deeper than regret or pain or sorrow, it is the abyss into which Satan was plunged. There is no climbing back, no ray of light, no sound of human voice or human touch of hand.

I know what it's like to lose.

Grief jumps out at you when you're least expecting it.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Grief is an emotion that's almost unplayable because you're in a separate emotional state; it's an inconsolable emotion.

I have spent more than half a lifetime trying to express the tragic moment.

I know how it feels to lose.

It had ceased raining in the night and he walked out on the road and called for the dog. He called and called. Standing in that inexplicable darkness. Where there was no sound anywhere save only the wind. After a while he sat in the road. He took off his hat and placed it on the tarmac before him and he bowed his head and held his face in his hands and wept. He sat there for a long time and after a while the east did gray and after a while the right and godmade sun did rise, once again, for all and without distinction.

Nothing remained but loneliness and grief.

In the country of pain we are each alone.

Grief is exhausting.

If I told you the tragedy parts, we'd all sit here and cry.

Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.

Grief is so human, and it hits everyone at one point or another, at least, in their lives. If you love, you will grieve, and that's just given.

Does the world have nothing inside but sorrow?

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

I hate death; it takes people away from you. You're left feeling rudderless.

To me, death is dark, pain, grief.

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

In our culture I think most people think of grief as sadness, and that's certainly part of it, a large part of it, but there's also this thorniness, these edges that come out.

It was the saddest day of my life.

At the root of everything I write is tragedy.

No one doesn't have loss. No one doesn't have pain.

A loss feels like a loss.