21 Eylül 2012 Cuma

[Oyun] Waiting for Godot - Samuel Beckett

An absurdist play by Irish novelist, playwright, theater director and poet Samuel Beckett... He was awarded Nobel Prize in Literature in 1969. He wrote both in French and English. Waiting for Godot is his own translation into English from French original En attendant Godot.
- Nothing you can do about it.
- No use struggling.
- One is what one is.
- No use wriggling.
- The essential doesn't change.
- Nothing to be done.

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- The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. Let us not then speak ill of our generation, it is not any unhappier than its predecessors. Let us not speak well of it either. Let us not speak of it at all. It is true the population has increased.

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- We are happy.
- We are happy. What do we do now, now that we are happy?
- Wait for Godot. Things have changed here since yesterday.
- And if he doesn't come?
- We'll see when the time comes. I was saying that things have changed here since yesterday.
- Everything oozes.
- Look at the tree.
- It's never the same pus from one second to the next.
- The tree, look at the tree.
- Was it not there yesterday?

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- Is it possible you've forgotten already?
- That's the way I am. Either I forget immediately or I never forget.

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- In the meantime let us try and converse calmly, since we are incapable of keeping silent.
- You're right, we're inexhaustible.
- It's so we won't think.
- We have that excuse.
- It's so we won't hear.
- We have our reasons.
- All the dead voices.
- They make a noise like wings.
- Like leaves.
- Like sand.
- Like leaves.
[...]
- They all speak at once.
- Each one to itself.
[...]
- Rather they whisper.
- They rustle.
- They murmur.
- They rustle.
[...]
- What do they say?
- They talk about their lives.
- To have lived is not enough for them.
- They have to talk about it.
- To be dead is not enough for them.
- It is not sufficient.

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- Thinking is not the worst. [...] What is terrible is to have thought.

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- We met yesterday. Do you not remember?
- I don't remember having met anyone yesterday. But tomorrow I won't remember having met anyone today.  So don't count on me to enlighten you.

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- Was I sleeping, while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now? Tomorrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of today?

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