Monday, April 13, 2020

Waiting for Sam

People are bloody ignorant apes.

Charming spot. - Inspiring prospects. - Let's go.

We can't.

Why not?

We're waiting for Sam.

Ah. You're sure it was here?


That we were to wait.

He said by the grave. Do you see any others?

He must be dead.

No more weeping.

We are always finding something, eh, Sean, to give us the impression we exist?

Yes, yes, we're magicians.

Happy birthday then, Sam! :)

Samuel Beckett (13 April 1906 – 22 December 1989)


  1. I have never seen a Beckett play. Tried to read a couple, including Godot but soon gave up (got tired waiting - I have no patience). Not my cup of tea (not many things are). Only ever managed about two pages of Joyce's Ulysses too, over about three attempts across many years. I tend to very quickly decide if something doesn't interest me, especially nowadays. I have read every word of Don Quixote though (obviously). My only criticism was it is a bit too short :)

    1. Absolve te. ;-)
      To see Beckett's pieces played by good actors is much more fun than reading them.
      As for Joyce, give him a chance. Buy "Dubliners" (Wordsworth Classics, thus affordable) and read "Counterparts". Nine pages you will never forget.
      As for Don Quijote: Far too short, indeed. That is why, I have started to re-read it – both in Spanish and the latest German translation. Windmillish quest, I can tell you.

    2. Tried Dubliners, read Counterparts... Ach it's no good man. I am a hopeless case. Obv… (I'll have a beer).

    3. Ach, Anna Livia Plurabelle! Forget about Joyce. Had he not been ding-dong he had written like Flann O'Brien. Cheers!


    5. Oh my back! :)
      Thanks a lot, Scottie. You beamed me up.