Cam Roberts

“Her mind was a press of formless questions, mingling and crumbling limply away.”
― Samuel Beckett, Malone Dies

“I must be happy, he said, it is less pleasant than I should have thought.”
― Samuel Beckett, Malone Dies

“When I penetrate into that house, if I ever do, it will be to go on turning, faster and faster, more and more convulsive, like a constipated dog, or one suffering from worms, overturning furniture, in the midst of my family all trying to embrace me at once, until by virtue of a supreme spasm I am catapulted in the opposite direction and gradually leave backwards, without having said good evening.”
― Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable

“Strange, strange are the dynamics of oil and the ways of oilmen.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity’s Rainbow