Thomas

“The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.”
― Samuel Beckett, Murphy

“You who read me, are You sure of understanding my language?”
― Jorge Luis Borges, The Library of Babel

“The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.”
― Samuel Beckett, Endgame

“The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky. A small boy, stretching out his hands and looking up at the blue sky, asked his mother how such a thing was possible. Fuck off, she said.”
― Samuel Beckett