still I do not know

I quite agree, we are better here, in the shadow of the waiting room.

from All That Fall by Samuel Beckett

Maddy Rooney, née Dunne, the big pale blur. You have piercing sight, Miss Fitt, if only you knew it, literally piercing.

from All That Fall by Samuel Beckett

Would I were lying stretched out in my comfortable bed, just wasting painlessly away, keeping up my strength with arrowroot and calves-foot jelly, till in the end you wouldn’t...

from All That Fall by Samuel Beckett