Samuel Beckett


It's my dream. A world where all will be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the last dust.

>>By Hmm   (Saturday, 25 Jan 2003 12:57)

Listen here, "Hmm", you know that I was the one who first spoke those words, in Endgame.

You could at least get it right... and put it in context:

HAMM: Order!
CLOV (straightening up): I love order. It's my dream. A world where all would be silent and still and each thing in its last place, under the last dust. (He starts picking up again.)
HAMM (exasperated): What in God's name do you think you're doing?
CLOV (straightening up): I'm doing my best to create a little order.
HAMM: Drop it! (Clov drops the objects he has picked up.)

>>By Clov   (Saturday, 25 Jan 2003 12:57)

What's the use of words? Are they powerful or just an unecessary stain on silence? What's the use of words in post-modernism?

>>By theama   (Tuesday, 4 May 2004 22:19)

what's the use of words in post-modernism???? are you crazy? without language postmodernism would not exist. I'm sure you've read Jean-Francois Lyotard??? Anyway Beckett was an absurdist not a postmodernist.

>>By mebaroo   (Wednesday, 5 May 2004 15:53)

my questions were not rethorical. This sentence, something like "words are an unecessary stain on silence", is Beckett's. Anyway I was not making a statement on anything, I was just putting forward an issue to discussion. Being so, the question "are you crazy" has an obvious answer. I haven't read the author you mention.

>>By theama   (Thursday, 6 May 2004 00:42)

Hey I recomend him thouroughly - I meant no offence by my "are you crazy" statement sorry of course you can't hear my intonation as I said that; it was meant tongue in cheek, I'm sorry if I caused offence. Anyway Jean-Francois Lyotard was a philosopher who wrote a paper called the Postmodern Condition and is essentially about the commodification of commodities. It's really really interesting. I study at the Samuel Beckett Centre in Dublin so I know that quote I just wasn't sure what you meant by that question.

>>By mebaroo   (Thursday, 6 May 2004 18:44)

Try E.M. CIORAN. His images are quite dismal, and soothing to the failed metaphysicians we are--assuming we learn to bear their weight and spin them.

>>By Bakary   (Tuesday, 18 May 2004 13:55)

Imagination at wits end spreads its sad wings
In the madhouse of the skull and nowhere else
While the eye digests its sad pittance.

>>By Camu   (Sunday, 27 Jun 2004 22:54)

Hello everybody, im studying Beckett's Waiting for Godot as part of a French literature course im undertaking and although i have very little knowledge about the whole spectrum of Sartre and the Existentialists, and The Theatre of the Absurd, i was wondering if anybody could help me with an essay i have to write before i start my course. The question involves an analysis of the validity of Beckett's classification of the play as a "Tragicomedy"; and having associated myself with the text recently, i can appreciate both tragic and comedic elements of the play. The religious connections and how Godot may or may not represent God appealed to me since, were Waiting for Godot to represent a type of second coming of Christ, then the unending way in which Godot's appearence does not manifest itself could be deemed tragic. The humorous aspect of the repetition of Vladimir and Estragon's conversations, and Pozzo and Lucky's behaviour re-enforce the opinion of the play as comic. But I am not sure whther this apparent comedy is principaly a response to Sartre's existentialist thinking or something more: how significant should the context of they play be taken into account? What type of research should i carry out?

>>By mathu   (Saturday, 24 Jul 2004 20:50)

To quote Franz Kafka: "Give it up!"

>>By nouveau_prole   (Thursday, 24 Nov 2005 22:05)


A: (Knee to ground. Picks up twig and sketches an open circle on the desert sand. Then starts another) 68...69...

C: (Lying on the sand) What luck!

F: (Shirt over his head) Should we try again?

C: Give up. I've resolved to...give up.

F: Why?

C: You got me started...

F: Sorry.

C: You got me started again.

F: No, no more.

C: Forget it.

A: ...73...

In the distant dune a wiry shadow draws closer with great urgency.

B: (Running and tumbling) Go!!!

F: Trouble...

A: Be still they can't see us.

C: I feel a

>>By spacciusone   (Monday, 23 Jan 2006 23:59)

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