We are no longer the same, you wiser but not sadder, and I sadder but not wiser, for wiser I could hardly become without grave personal inconvenience, whereas sorrow is a thing you can keep adding to all your life long, is it not, like a stamp or an egg collection, without feeling very much the worse for it, is it not.

The long blue days, for his head, for his side, and the little paths for his feet, and all the brightness to touch and gather. Through the grass the little mos…

For the only way one can speak of nothing is to speak of it as though it were something, just as the only way one can speak of God is to speak of him as though…

Krapp: Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn't want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn't want th…

Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers, and I linger on the shore, And the individual withers, and the world is more and more.

The chapter of knowledge is a very short, but the chapter of accidents is a very long one.

Abstract cleverness of the mind only separates the thinker from the world of reality, and that world, the Forest of Real Life, is in a desperate condition now …