Samuel Beckett Quotes About Dying

Quotes about: Dying

• Never but the one matter. The dead and gone. The dying and going. From the word go.

  Samuel Beckett

  Life, Death, Dying

  Samuel Beckett (2010). “The Collected Shorter Plays”, p.328, Grove Press

• Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.

  Samuel Beckett

  Death, Air, Dying

  First Love (1973) p. 8

• Already all confusion. Things and imaginings. As of always. Confusion amounting to nothing. Despite precautions. If only she could be pure figment. Unalloyed. This old so dying woman. So dead. In the madhouse of the skull and nowhere else. Where no more precautions to be taken. No precautions possible. Cooped up there with the rest. Hovel and stones. The lot. And the eye. How simple all then. If only all could be pure figment. Neither be nor been nor by any shift to be. Gently gently. On. Careful.

  Samuel Beckett

  Taken, Eye, Simple

  Samuel Beckett (2012). “Company / Ill Seen Ill Said / Worstward Ho / Stirrings Still”, p.42, Faber & Faber

• But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.

  Samuel Beckett

  What Matters, Who I Am, Knowing

  Samuel Beckett (2009). “Three Novels: Molloy, Malone Dies, The Unnamable”, p.219, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

• No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.

  Samuel Beckett

  Regret, Long, Dying

  Samuel Beckett (1995). “The Complete Short Prose, 1929-1989”, p.158, Grove Press

• Dying for dark — and the darker the Worse. Strange.

  Samuel Beckett

  Dark, Dying, Strange

  "Krapp's Last Tape and Other Shorter Plays".

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