For as long as I’ve known myself, social issues have been more important to me than anything else. In Recife the shantytowns were my first truth. Long before I felt “art,” I felt the profound beauty of struggle.
For as long as I’ve known myself, social issues have been more important to me than anything else. In Recife the shantytowns were my first truth. Long before I felt “art,” I felt the profound beauty of struggle.
“He thrust his hand at me. I have an idea I told him once again to get out of my way. I can still see the hand coming toward me, pallid, opening and closing. As if self-propelled. I do not know what happened then. But a little later, perhaps a long time later, I found him stretched on the ground, his head in a pulp. I am sorry I cannot indicate more clearly how this result was obtained, it would have been something worth reading.”
Samuel Beckett | Molloy