do not imagine

That will do, just prop me up against the wall like a roll of tarpaulin and that will be all for the moment.

from All That Fall by Samuel Beckett

This is worse than the Matterhorn, were you ever on the Matterhorn, Miss Fitt, great honeymoon resort.

from All That Fall by Samuel Beckett

I stumble in a daze as you might say, oblivious to my coreligionists.

from All That Fall by Samuel Beckett