Thursday, April 20, 2006

No maggot lonely

"He is the most courageous, remorseless writer going, and the more he grinds my nose in the shit, the more I am grateful to him. He's not fucking me about, he's not leading me up any garden path, he's not slipping me a wink, he's not flogging me a remedy or a path or a revelation or a basinful of breadcrumbs, he's not selling me anything I don't want to buy he doesn't give a bollock whether I buy or not he hasn't got his hand over his heart. Well, I'll buy his goods, hook, line and sinker, because he leaves no stone unturned and no maggot lonely. He brings forth a body of beauty."

- Harold Pinter on Samuel Beckett

1 Comments:

Anonymous Francois Lachance said...

I offer a segue to the theme of finishing by way of allusion to the final words of Beckett's novel The Unnamable: You can't go on, you go on.

The writing is not finished when the written is released. This is especially true of those products produced in partial fulfillment of the requirements for a doctorate.

Happy coasting to a happy ending!

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