Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.
Samuel BeckettRead
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.
Interpretation
This quote reflects a deep desire for connection and understanding in a relationship.
In this quote, Samuel Beckett expresses a moment of vulnerability and intimacy where one seeks the attention and emotional presence of another. The imagery of the eyes as 'slits' symbolizes barriers or obstacles that prevent genuine connection, while the speaker's act of bending over to bring the eyes into the shadow suggests a willingness to overcome those obstacles and create a space for closeness and understanding.
In practice
This quote can be used to illustrate the complexities of seeking emotional connection in a relationship during a discussion on love.
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.
Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go.
Our parents, our children, our spouses, and our friends will continue to press every button we have, until we realize what it is that we don't want to know about ourselves, yet. They will point us to our freedom every time.
You said i could call you when i wanted but that you wouldn’t call me. you have to decide where and when, you said. if you leave it up to me i’ll want to see you every day. At least you were honest, which is more than i can say for me.
Living next to you is in some ways like sleeping with an elephant. No matter how friendly and even-tempered is the beast, if I can call it that, one is affected by every twitch and grunt.
As she brought prospective buyers through, the realtor said it was an oil stain, but it was me, seeping out of the bag.
I have often said that domestic violence is characterised by silence: of the abused, of the abuser and of those who don't know how to intervene. But the media have the ability to break this corrosive silence: bringing us the voices of victims; shattering the taboo; and raising awareness of what we can all do to stop this heinous crime.
I try to make everyone around me feel comfortable.
Subscribe for the occasional hand-picked quote. No noise.