Showing posts with label Samuel Beckett. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Samuel Beckett. Show all posts

Monday, April 6, 2009

Re-ReadingWriting Beckett, Trilogy

From Beckett's Molloy:

if I have always behaved like a pig, the fault lies not with me but with my superiors, who corrected me only on points of detail instead of showing me the essence of the system (25)

I am apt to feel this way.

Does this matter?

To whom, if so?

One clue to a possible mistake:

taking language as transparently communicative ----------
insisting on ignoring the silence that underlines words...