Comment by:
sa5m on:
2012-09-02 10:57:50
2.100.126.155
quê?
Comment by:
ana on:
2012-07-02 09:57:05
201.37.115.92
:)
Comment by:
rebeca on:
2012-06-22 07:06:11
80.78.75.132
yes, I can go on
Comment by:
haeyoung on:
2012-04-11 12:28:47
173.46.96.106
So I walked and walked, but I could not find the water.
Comment by:
red book on:
2012-04-11 10:21:37
173.46.96.106
Backet brought the solitude into meaningful medium
Comment by:
rainbow on:
2012-04-11 10:20:41
173.46.96.106
nice
Comment by:
mre on:
2012-03-21 05:47:55
184.75.123.186
Son, if a case young enough
Comment by:
Bob Moog on:
2011-12-16 10:27:12
134.74.138.70
So, no, if I can't shun, or sun! Oh, a vacation.
Comment by:
Dr. Database on:
2011-12-16 10:24:36
134.74.138.70
random art drivel who gives a damn
Comment by:
jo o on:
2011-11-04 13:57:22
203.129.47.215
Hello guys I love you Vanessa Hudgens
Comment by: Anne-Laurie Tessier on: 2011-06-02 17:25:07 66.131.208.145
My eyes are fighting me to close.
Comment by: John on: 2011-05-10 03:06:12 99.11.196.69
Where is Beckett?
Comment by: Todd Westcott on: 2011-04-13 09:42:08 131.104.36.159
the film is totaly amazing i love any part of this film
Comment by: lily on: 2011-01-04 13:44:19 91.187.109.66
kurt cobain
Comment by: Stephanie on: 2010-11-10 21:05:59 24.68.225.235
things i can't remember
Comment by: Stephanie on: 2010-11-10 20:54:00 24.68.225.235
Why shouldn't you have a change of mind? Life sucks all the time, so if you become to expect this it seems rather funny at times...,........rather odd. I guess I am a bad person, yea?
I Know nothing else to do, no-one to talk to, no-one to hear, no-one gives a dam about all of my fears!
Comment by: theresa on: 2010-08-17 19:32:22 97.89.174.47
Poor little girl. so sad and so dam Bad! Maybe things would turn if only looked at a bit different. Maybe thats what makes you tick, yea? Maybe bad is not so dam sad...,,, ... ,,, go with it you may come to enjoy! Spin your little head around, yea you can do it if you put your bad mind to it.
Comment by: Theresa on: 2010-08-17 19:23:58 97.89.174.47
for all of these in my life that don't and maybe want understand, I say to you with all my soul...... it was meant to be this way.............No, nothing you could of done and nothing you could say would turn this around into a different way. My depth of love for all of you is so intense it hurts me. I don't fit in.
I am so empty inside, I sit and listen to all around me and it's just so all unimportant compared to my screaming inside my head all the time. No-One hears me, but no-one would care.
I shake inside most always and feel I don't want to wake-up in the morning for just another day like today...i cry i can't face another week next week like this week!
Comment by: Theresa on: 2010-08-12 21:09:10 97.89.174.47
their are no resources for her
Comment by: theresa on: 2010-07-22 18:57:03 97.89.174.47
She has looked for the light, to much time has passed and she see's nothing but the end in her site.
Comment by: theresa on: 2010-07-22 18:55:18 97.89.174.47
I want to die!
Comment by: Theresa on: 2010-07-22 18:21:50 97.89.174.47
they'll say, she never had a chance!
Comment by: theresa on: 2010-06-22 18:44:32 97.89.174.47
he prayes it is over everty night he says
Comment by: t on: 2010-06-03 18:36:01 97.89.174.47
he hates me he says over and over again
Comment by: t on: 2010-06-03 18:33:16 97.89.174.47
idon't think i even have a soul..where did it go?
Comment by:
sonichima on:
2011-09-06 17:11:38
62.40.49.34
i don't leave comments on other peoples blogs
Comment by:
sonichima on:
2011-09-06 17:10:02
62.40.49.34
It tasted like sunshine and summer wind.
Comment by:
Beth on:
2011-08-08 20:04:38
71.125.66.187
Love is vanity
Comment by:
Fiona on:
2011-07-09 02:10:55
92.39.204.158
Hey babes.
Comment by:
Clark on:
2011-06-08 18:38:10
98.210.50.251
Hello guys I love you Vanessa Hudgens
Comment by:
Anne-Laurie Tessier on:
2011-06-02 17:25:07
66.131.208.145
My eyes are fighting me to close.
Comment by:
John on:
2011-05-10 03:06:12
99.11.196.69
Where is Beckett?
Comment by:
Todd Westcott on:
2011-04-13 09:42:08
131.104.36.159
the film is totaly amazing i love any part of this film
Comment by:
lily on:
2011-01-04 13:44:19
91.187.109.66
kurt cobain
Comment by:
Stephanie on:
2010-11-10 21:05:59
24.68.225.235
things i can't remember
Comment by:
Stephanie on:
2010-11-10 20:54:00
24.68.225.235
Why shouldn't you have a change of mind? Life sucks all the time, so if you become to expect this it seems rather funny at times...,........rather odd. I guess I am a bad person, yea?
I Know nothing else to do, no-one to talk to, no-one to hear, no-one gives a dam about all of my fears!
Comment by:
theresa on:
2010-08-17 19:32:22
97.89.174.47
Poor little girl. so sad and so dam Bad! Maybe things would turn if only looked at a bit different. Maybe thats what makes you tick, yea? Maybe bad is not so dam sad...,,, ... ,,, go with it you may come to enjoy! Spin your little head around, yea you can do it if you put your bad mind to it.
Comment by:
Theresa on:
2010-08-17 19:23:58
97.89.174.47
for all of these in my life that don't and maybe want understand, I say to you with all my soul...... it was meant to be this way.............No, nothing you could of done and nothing you could say would turn this around into a different way. My depth of love for all of you is so intense it hurts me. I don't fit in.
I am so empty inside, I sit and listen to all around me and it's just so all unimportant compared to my screaming inside my head all the time. No-One hears me, but no-one would care.
I shake inside most always and feel I don't want to wake-up in the morning for just another day like today...i cry i can't face another week next week like this week!
Comment by:
Theresa on:
2010-08-12 21:09:10
97.89.174.47
their are no resources for her
Comment by:
theresa on:
2010-07-22 18:57:03
97.89.174.47
She has looked for the light, to much time has passed and she see's nothing but the end in her site.
Comment by:
theresa on:
2010-07-22 18:55:18
97.89.174.47
I want to die!
Comment by:
Theresa on:
2010-07-22 18:21:50
97.89.174.47
they'll say, she never had a chance!
Comment by:
theresa on:
2010-06-22 18:44:32
97.89.174.47
he prayes it is over everty night he says
Comment by:
t on:
2010-06-03 18:36:01
97.89.174.47
he hates me he says over and over again
Comment by:
t on:
2010-06-03 18:33:16
97.89.174.47
idon't think i even have a soul..where did it go?
Comment by:
t on:
2010-06-03 13:08:03
97.89.174.47
please let it invade my body..quick before i have no-body
Comment by:
t on:
2010-06-03 13:01:40
97.89.174.47
mybe something bigger is calling. i'm listening now please come through
Comment by:
t on:
2010-06-03 12:47:49
97.89.174.47
my trust so in-dought, I can't even trust my own self........
Comment by:
theresa on:
2010-06-03 12:45:58
97.89.174.47
if you have wronged me, I'll be back...my fun will began, dam you, you'll see I'll WIN!
Comment by:
Theresa on:
2010-06-03 10:22:36
97.89.174.47
thank you i see my way out now.....................keep on keeping on ......i'm gone
Comment by:
no name on:
2010-06-03 10:14:00
97.89.174.47
I hope you guys are really well. You rock!
Comment by:
Just9in on:
2010-04-09 06:42:08
147.72.65.130
I don't like today's weather. I want it to be hot outside.
Comment by:
Just9in on:
2010-04-09 06:41:00
147.72.65.130
it is extremely rainy today
Comment by:
schlocktastic on:
2010-03-29 10:24:58
131.94.7.26
the blue eyes of home
Comment by:
Jane on:
2010-03-03 16:53:06
173.33.212.222
I hope your doing well, your spirit is such an inspiration to me, to the few people who have the chance of knowing you, seeing the warmth of your heart up close, your beauty... like a breath of warm air on a frigid and storming manhattan night, a warm scarf around my heart. I wish you the best, and my love.
Comment by:
blueheart on:
2010-02-07 22:21:01
67.181.45.197
the walk was long and dark. I needed a bicycle.
Comment by:
talk on:
2010-02-03 22:20:32
71.249.143.120
about what? What do we have to speak about?
Comment by:
question on:
2010-02-03 22:15:33
71.249.143.120
bicycle thief is a beautiful movie about a father and a son searching for a stolen bicycle that father acquired to use it for work.
Comment by:
wind on:
2010-02-03 22:11:26
71.249.143.120
the voice is that my hart needs to clear and quite
Comment by:
KAVIN on:
2010-02-02 18:02:23
113.109.59.223
the voice is that my hart needs to clear and quite
Comment by:
KAVIN on:
2010-02-02 18:02:23
113.109.59.223
the voice is that my hart needs to clear and quite
Comment by:
KAVIN on:
2010-02-02 18:02:22
113.109.59.223
the voice is that my hart needs to clear and quite
Comment by:
KAVIN on:
2010-02-02 18:02:21
113.109.59.223
Is less really more, or is less enough?
Comment by:
Matt on:
2009-11-21 10:11:15
64.245.191.90
waiting for godot
Comment by:
joel on:
2009-11-17 15:42:25
149.31.144.74
the pebble, from pocket to pocket, counted repeatedly
Comment by:
kingbee on:
2009-06-10 05:06:56
24.215.230.186
are motorcycles motivating?
Comment by:
nube on:
2009-04-03 08:20:24
131.94.7.26
bicycle through the city
Comment by:
njloth on:
2009-03-30 10:48:57
131.94.7.25
exonuberant endospandic
Comment by:
pedronayladaniel on:
2009-03-30 10:48:15
131.94.7.25
movement that cannot be verified
Comment by:
njloth on:
2009-03-29 18:02:29
76.110.79.120
rain rain rain
Comment by:
njloth on:
2009-03-29 18:01:44
76.110.79.120
Nothing is more real than Nothing
Comment by:
chaz on:
2009-03-24 19:15:54
75.68.14.103
by far the greater part of what is said cannot be verified
Comment by:
chaz on:
2009-03-24 19:14:56
75.68.14.103
this reminds me of underworld
Comment by:
Ada, on:
2009-03-22 22:33:47
98.111.168.106
WASHINGTON — The American military has not properly tracked tens of thousands of weapons the Pentagon bought and shipped to Afghan security forces, leaving the arms at risk of being stolen or sold to militants, according to a federal report that is to be presented at a House panel hearing on Thursday.
American military officials failed to keep complete records on about 87,000 rifles, pistols, mortars and other weapons — about one-third of all light arms the United States sent to Afghan soldiers and police officers from December 2004 to June 2008, auditors from the Government Accountability Office found. Further, American military trainers kept no reliable records on 135,000 more weapons donated by 21 countries, including Hungary, Egypt, Slovenia and Romania.
Comment by:
nancy on:
2009-02-11 17:21:24
141.155.194.200
hello, world
Comment by:
nancy on:
2009-02-11 17:15:03
141.155.194.200
aye-aye is not an expression but an animal
Comment by:
MZ on:
2009-02-03 08:36:07
128.122.151.70
shoulder hurts from bicycle
Comment by:
edbles on:
2008-12-16 17:22:34
24.185.107.89
I walked through a narrow side street. A bicycle was standing on the corner.
Comment by:
dots on:
2008-11-27 10:40:49
68.161.131.187
hie eyes were cold
Comment by:
dead winter on:
2008-11-24 20:33:34
68.161.75.117
My Cheezburger is talking to me. He whispers in my ear. His eyes. His eyes say he loves me.
Comment by:
MachineGunCat on:
2008-11-11 00:43:52
67.101.102.91
still awake, still raining
Comment by:
lyka on:
2008-11-01 21:12:39
76.110.79.120
centrifugally wonderful
Comment by:
J.James on:
2008-09-27 22:31:09
76.105.218.232
himm
Comment by:
bilge on:
2008-09-08 21:42:52
71.125.254.156
when i wake in the morning the first i see the sky
Comment by:
adam on:
2008-08-11 22:22:32
210.11.40.226
this last tape had something on it
Comment by:
morTest on:
2008-07-10 21:07:27
128.122.253.212
more keeps going
Comment by:
mikah on:
2008-07-10 21:04:51
128.122.253.228
I never knew my life was so senseless before I read Beckett, now I do and there's nothing I can do about it but enjoy it's senselessness.
Comment by:
Salina on:
2008-05-19 03:27:42
213.178.224.165
what are you sucking stones for?
Comment by:
Mick on:
2008-05-08 19:04:13
68.161.232.32
I have never heard about Beckett before, and I am confused.
Comment by:
Peter on:
2008-04-24 13:38:17
217.120.94.114
I would like to see Waiting for Godot
Comment by:
lala on:
2008-04-24 13:34:54
82.73.235.159
I've read about his theatre pieces
Comment by:
nymphe on:
2008-04-24 13:31:55
82.73.235.159
i couldn't afford a holiday. i saw the complete works of Beckett on stage in London instead. it was a holiday in my head
Comment by:
washers on:
2008-04-19 13:01:17
84.166.73.165
I'm not familiar with Beckett,
Comment by:
Jan on:
2008-04-14 11:38:15
66.30.114.49
Oh hai. Lolz.
Sam was a fine human being. Didn't talk much I suppose. I'd be proud of that too. What is it about the 'sucking stones' passage that I love so much? Being alone is part of it. There is a rough Irish-ness to his writing- the solitude, especially. Maybe I said this already, but I really got alot from Antonioni's Red Desert, in which metaphors of transportation and escape were also rampant.
Comment by:
damian on:
2008-04-09 19:42:26
69.86.245.93
I always loved Beckett's performed pieces best. Seeing a mouth suspended in the middle of a black theatre running through thoughts tirelessly excited me about theatre in ways I hadn't know before.
Comment by:
Janelle M. Lannan on:
2008-04-09 19:07:31
24.90.12.36
BOMB. SKY. DEATH. SPRING. BLOSSOM. TORTURE.
Comment by:
yaz norown on:
2008-04-03 16:31:39
216.26.0.20
but i washed in the silence of a closed window into eternity, how i had come to gather in the seas of his tired desperation, but woven into your bleeding eyes with the razor, with the giving, with the motions of the body outside that house and that window where you stared forever into the desert of your own demise, you fought, but could not change the beloved the sancrosanct, the torn open and flailed. the eye. the tear. the blood. the storm is coming.
Comment by:
ray brown on:
2008-04-02 16:20:08
216.26.0.20
Deplorable mania.
Comment by:
JP on:
2008-04-02 10:06:59
24.147.59.149
Laugh at me.
Comment by:
Not Sam Beckett on:
2008-04-02 10:03:22
24.147.59.149
I miss my horse.
Comment by:
Not Sam Beckett on:
2008-04-02 10:00:46
24.147.59.149
Welcome to the Sublime
Comment by:
castaway on:
2008-04-02 07:56:42
24.128.138.32
eerie is easy
Comment by:
castaway on:
2008-04-02 07:53:12
24.128.138.32
blue bells sounded on the far hillscape, oh my!
Comment by:
test on:
2008-03-31 10:44:18
128.122.253.228
who is com
ing to the fair?
Comment by:
chweey on:
2008-03-31 10:43:08
128.122.253.212
electric net cast wide
Comment by:
sparky on:
2008-03-31 10:40:30
128.122.253.212
tonight more
Comment by:
asdf on:
2008-03-30 23:14:45
128.122.253.196
tomorrow i will take more note of this
Comment by:
matt on:
2008-03-30 21:40:44
128.122.253.196
bicycles rule
Comment by:
matt on:
2008-03-30 21:38:29
128.122.253.228
a voice in the dark
Comment by:
pit on:
2008-03-30 07:47:38
85.18.136.77
should I go on? really?
Comment by:
zach on:
2008-03-28 13:43:29
209.131.113.150
Comment by:
net artist on:
2008-03-24 18:50:02
151.199.50.88
my spider legs are itching itching
Comment by:
net artist on:
2008-03-24 18:48:27
151.199.50.88
beckett is my favorite artist
Comment by:
JK on:
2008-03-24 15:22:18
206.40.162.181
what was that?
Comment by:
Juliana on:
2008-03-24 12:47:12
84.39.83.5
More than anything, I have failed.
At this point, expect nothing.
Comment by:
runran on:
2008-03-23 18:51:04
216.210.101.235
strangely enough, i was never able to read a beckett story to completion. i would always fall asleep before the end. maybe it was the repetition, or maybe it was memory of having fallen asleep the time i read it before. it all started with "waiting for godot." whilst reading, i always had in the back of my mind that i should be impressed by the writing, but it always made me tired. the farthest i ever read was in a story about being in a bed and not being able to get out. obviously, i fell asleep. perhaps beckett is better read in fragments...a sentence here or there, taken out of context, but wholy simple and occasionally descriptive of a lethargic state of descriptive microscopy.
Comment by:
john on:
2008-03-23 14:40:47
96.232.135.95
wa aaaahowww owowowowowowowow waaaaa waaaa
Comment by:
Pilgrim on:
2008-03-23 14:18:21
24.34.20.37
an ache so deep in her heart she could feel it in her feet
Comment by:
Sarah Slapnoodle on:
2008-03-23 10:17:15
98.216.1.51
walking, broken, humiliated, without hope
Comment by:
Elinor Hapnoodle on:
2008-03-23 10:15:26
98.216.1.51
Walking on broken glass, tuning the outcome.
Comment by:
mphiri on:
2008-03-23 10:03:56
98.216.1.51
"Hey, hey hey, so this is the master control everyone's been talking about."
Comment by:
Chris on:
2008-03-18 22:00:02
208.120.244.76
Rakish angle
Comment by:
minusbaby on:
2008-03-18 21:59:48
74.72.181.148
I will go on this solitary journey, keep reflecting inter beauty on the outer beauty...
Comment by:
forgotten planet on:
2008-03-18 21:31:01
69.86.245.93
I see with other eyes too... they're man-made... I see what I;m supposed to see. Ha!
Comment by:
Frances Dogood on:
2008-03-04 13:22:26
98.216.1.51
my bicycle is stationary. I ride four miles a day and never get anywhere.
Comment by:
Elmer Hapgood on:
2008-03-04 13:20:56
98.216.1.51
hello. I am Samuel Beckett and you are not. I ride my bicycle and you find stones in my pockets. Tough shit. They are mine.
Comment by:
rainer on:
2008-02-25 21:07:29
69.86.245.93
Beckett, Bicycles, isolation, alone, and other stuff.
Comment by:
rainer on:
2008-02-22 20:23:02
69.86.245.93
I believe that Beckett creates a world that transcends the struggle of his characters. He often takes an easily disregarded possession or character, and states their repeated struggle in a plain manner that somehow expresses a simple beauty.
—The Sucking Stone Sequence from Beckett’s short novel Molloy..
“I took advantage of being at the seaside to lay in a store of
sucking-stones. They were pebbles but I call them stones. Yes, on
this occasion I laid in a considerable store. I distributed them
equally between my four pockets, and sucked them turn and turn
about. This raised a problem which I first solved in the following
way. I had say sixteen stones, four in each of my four pockets these
being the two pockets of my trousers and the two pockets of my
greatcoat. Taking a stone from the right pocket of my greatcoat, and
putting it in my mouth, I replaced it in the right pocket of my
greatcoat by a stone from the right pocket of my trousers, which I
replaced by a stone from the left pocket of my trousers, which I
replaced by a stone from the left pocket of my greatcoat, which I
replaced by the stone which was in my mouth, as soon as I had
finished sucking it. Thus there were still four stones in each of my
four pockets, but not quite the same stones. And when the desire to
suck took hold of me again, I drew again on the right pocket of my
greatcoat, certain of not taking the same stone as the last time.
And while I sucked it I rearranged the other stones in the way I
have just described. And so on. But this solution did not satisfy me
fully. For it did not escape me that, by an extraordinary hazard, the
four stones circulating thus might always be the same four. In which
case, far from sucking the sixteen stones turn and turn about, I was
really only sucking four, always the same, turn and turn about. But
I shuffled them well in my pockets, before I began to suck, and
again, while I sucked, before transferring them, in the hope of
obtaining a more general circulation of the stones from pocket to
pocket. But this was only a makeshift that could not long content a
man like me. So I began to look for something else …”
Comment by:
info on:
2008-02-18 04:22:07
67.181.6.229
I really enjoy Samuel Beckett’s books. He seems to see and understand beyond what life stands for.
His portrayal of life’s obstacles serves to demonstrate that the journey, while difficult is ultimately worth the effort. Alot of readers think his books are pessimistic but “if you believe that beckett is pessimistic, then you are a Beckett character trapped in a Beckett play….. Beckett was not saying no, because he wanted to, but was saying no because he was searching for yes”…..
I’m 27 years old, and I have alot more years ahead of me, but there were times when I had to program my every move… Seeing my struggle, one of my teachers said… “If you feel you can’t go on anymore, without thinking too much of it, just look at your feet and start moving a step by step….”
Comment by:
rannysister on:
2008-02-18 04:21:24
67.181.6.229
I readed ‘Murphy’ when I was 15 or 16 years old, I don’t remember exactly… I was a big surprise, first time that I’ve found a book that I really like and inmediately I felt identificated with the character and the writer. I never was interested at all in other books or writers despite the efforts of my literature teachers… I remember that I tought ‘beckett is the best writer of all times the rest just sucks!!’
Now I’m 29 years old and I’ve readed more books and of course, I don’t think the same but anyway Beckett is still my favourite writer. As my english is not very good, I going to use some words of Stephen Spencer in a New York Times article, that describe exactly why I loved Beckett’s Murphy when I readed it for the first time: ‘He discovered the other side of negativism, the strange joy of the artist who lives in a darkened cave and watches the images of life outside reflected dancing on the wall. […] Beckett used the foetal position to describe life, all the life of his unnamable non-heroes.’
Comment by:
raul on:
2008-02-18 04:17:00
67.181.6.229
Beckett has always been important for me too. I was impressed when reading that he and James Joyce would sit for hours and not say a word to each other. Not speaking is one of Beckett’s many obsessions in his writing. I wrote a song once called “To Speak No More,” which was inspired by “The Unnamable.”
The bicycle theme reminds me of Antonioni’s Red Desert. In that film he presents a number of ‘escape’ metaphors in the form of ocean liners, cars, and even Monica Vitti’s legs. Or so I thought, although when I mentioned this to my film professor at the time, she laughed and said, “I think he just liked to look at her legs.”
Is the bicycle also an escape metaphor in Beckett? Menzies thinks so I guess. It does recur in his work.
Comment by:
damian on:
2008-02-18 04:08:09
67.181.6.229
I Can't Go On, I'll Go On is a 2007 commission of New Radio and Performing Arts Inc., for Networked_Music_Review.
It was made possible with funding from the New York State Music Fund, established by the New York State Attorney general at Rockefeller Philanthropy Advisors.
