"Happy Days" Quotes
"Happy Days" by Samuel Beckett is a play that follows the daily life of Winnie, who is buried up to her waist and later up to her neck, as she maintains her optimism and hope.
plays | 48 pages | Published in NaN
Quotes
Let us do something, while we have the chance!
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
Time has stopped. There is nothing unchanging as a dead man's writing.
What do we do now, now that we are happy?
I have made a mistake. I must have been mad. What is to be done?
Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.
You're on earth. There's no cure for that.
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops.
The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky.
All is not lost. None of it is ever lost.
