Le parti des choses

Prendre le parti des choses ce n'est pas s'y enfermer en s'identifiant à elles, ce n'est pas non plus les démonter pour en étiqueter les différents éléments, c'est s'introduire dans leur durée, introduire une durée vivante, mouvante, un temps de structure, dans leur espace arrêté.

Jean Bazaine, Notes sur la peinture d'aujourd'hui, Editions du Seuil, 1953

Stiff head-on breeze. River ebbing. Had to work without the protection of my parasol. Was underdressed, in shorts and sweatshirt, unprepared for the cold wind. SE wind, picking up humidity from the river. Takes ages for ink to dry. Around 6, a couple of drops of rain.
A herd of sheep passing behind me, most of them stopping for a moment to mutely observe me, chewing (the sheep, that is).

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The Unanswered Question

Nothing there either. Nothing stirring there either. Nothing stirring anywhere. Nothing to be seen anywhere. Nothing to be heard anywhere. Room once full of sounds. Faint sounds. Whence unknown. Fewer and fainter as time wore on. Nights wore on. None now. No. No such thing as none.

Samuel Beckett, A Piece of Monologue, 1979

Gibbous moon. As expected, nothing stirring, on this heat wave morning. No. No such thing as nothing.
After some time, a passing cyclist: - "Moiegeuhhh?"

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The Fire

Here I end this reel. Box - [Pause.] - three, spool - [Pause.] - five. [Pause.] Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn't want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn't want them back. [KRAPP motionless staring before him. The tape runs on in silence.]

Samuel Beckett, Krapp's Last Tape

Uneventful morning. Breeze from NE. Geese, oystercatchers, lapwings, hares. Lots of cargo ships.

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