“Samuel Beckett once said, "Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness."...On the other hand, he SAID it.”

“Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.”

“Dexter thrust a pamphlet into Samuel's hand. "Greenstreet Mission. We're doing a Christmas dinner. You can get a meal and hear the word of God."Samuel smiled in relief. This, finally, he understood. "Which word?""What?""Well, God's said a lot of words, you know, and a word like 'it' or 'the' wouldn't be worth hearing again but its always fun listening to Him try and say aluminum.”

“Her smile was like a Samuel Beckett play - easy to read but difficult to interpret.”

“Life isn't fair," he said, in his undisguised voice, and for once the Baudelaire orphans agreed with every word the man said.”

“My hands are still bleeding, too bloody. Every stain once gone has returned, like a permanent mark of the sins I've committed.”