I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in.
Samuel BeckettRead
The blind have no notion of time. The things of time are hidden from them too.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that without the ability to see, one may also lack an understanding of time's passing.
In this quote, Samuel Beckett reflects on the relationship between perception and the experience of time. He posits that for the blind, the concept of time may be elusive, as visual cues often help individuals gauge its passage. This highlights a broader philosophical idea about how different senses shape our understanding of reality and existence.
In practice
In a discussion about the nature of reality, this quote can illustrate how our senses shape our understanding of the world.
I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in.
Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.
I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo.
And what I have, what I am, is enough, was always enough for me, and as far as my dear little sweet little future is concerned I have no qualms, I have a good time coming.
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.
We lose our hair, our teeth! Our bloom, our ideals.
From the moment absurdity is recognized, it becomes a passion, the most harrowing of all. But whether or not one can live with one's passions, whether or not one can accept their law, which is to burn the heart they simultaneously exalt - that is the whole question.
Most of us, if we're not careful, tend to dehumanize the enemy.
When you confer a benefit on those worthy of it, you confer a favor on all.
The place they go towards is a place even less imaginable to us than the city of happiness. I cannot describe it at all. It is possible it does not exist. But they seem to know where they are going, the ones who walk away from Omelas.
I think it is a great error to consider a heavy tax on wines as a tax on luxury. On the contrary, it is a tax on the health of our citizens.
America did not invent human rights. In a very real sense human rights invented America.
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