Samuel Beckett

Molloy; Malone Dies; The Unnamable

Samuel Beckett

I am in my mother's room.

Waiting for Godot

Samuel Beckett

Estragon, sitting on a low mound, is trying to take off his boot. He pulls at it with both hands, panting. He gives up, exhausted, rests, tries again. As before. Enter Vladimir ESTRAGON: (giving up again) Nothing to be done.