A Far Story – Samuel Beckett

On By NW FilbertIn absence, Aging, Current Reading, death, depression, desire, human, identity, Language, Literature, Samuel Beckett, Writing

I wait for me afar for my story to begin, to end, and again this voice cannot be mine.  That’s where I’d go, if I could go, that’s who I’d be, if I could be.

– Samuel Beckett

Beckett - Stories Texts Nothing

Nos. 3 & 4, Texts for Nothing by Samuel Beckett

it doesn’t get better than this…unless it’s more of beckett

"A word is a bridge thrown between myself and an other - a territory shared by both" - M. Bakhtin

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