Showing posts with label beckett. Show all posts
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Thursday, March 12, 2009

Beckett: Neary's anger

He was sad, with the snarling sadness of the choleric man. With the chop-sticks held like bones between his fingers he kept up a low battuta of anger.

-Beckett, Murphy p72 (battuta is conductor's way of establishing tempo for an orchestra)

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Beckett: Murphy's Tripe

"I declare to my God," said Neary, "sometimes you talk as great tripe as Murphy."

"Once a certain degree of insight has been reached," said Wylie, "all men talk, when talk they must, the same tripe."

Samuel Beckett, Murphy p39 (Grove Centenary Edition)

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Beckett and Ecclesiastes

The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.

(first sentence of Murphy)