Grief doesn't necessarily make you noble. Sometimes it just makes you crazy, or primitive with fear.
A cruel critic has never made anything; his glibness is a way of inflicting his emptiness on others.
Not content to have the audience in the palm of his hand, he goes one further and clenches his fist.
Not content to have the audience in the palm of his hand, he goes one further and clinches his fist.
Part of life is to live it, and enjoy it, and seize the moments that you find particularly pleasing.
Samuel Beckett's estate will not license productions of his plays that are not performed as written.