What is Samuel Beckett known for in literature?
For the going on. The ceaseless, often futile, going on. Waiting for Godot. The tramps, Vladimir and Estragon, at the edge of a road, waiting for a Godot who never comes. Endgame. Hamm and Clov in their dustbins, the end already the end. The trilogy. Molloy, Malone, the Unnamable. A succession of failed attempts to speak, to record, to know. The words always fall short. Silence is the only truth, but we must go on speaking. A bleakness, yes. But also the laughter. The absurd, the tragicomic. The human comedy, in its rawest form. Nothing to be done. Yet, we go on.
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