Quotation by Samuel Beckett

I have nothing but wastes and wilds of self-translation before me for many miserable months to come.
Samuel Beckett (1906–1989), Irish dramatist, novelist. "Beckett's Letters on Endgame," p. 183, The Village Voice Reader, Doubleday (1962).

From a letter to Alan Schneider dated April 30, 1957.
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