Beckett often made use of images from the visual arts and readapted them, staging them in his plays, or using them in his fiction. Anthony Uhlmann sets out to explain how an image differs from other terms, like 'metaphor' or 'representation', and, in the process, to analyse Beckett's use of images b[...]

This fourth and final volume, which completes the Cambridge edition of The Letters of Samuel Beckett, covers the final twenty-four years of what was, as Beckett saw it, a surprisingly long life. During these years he produced many of his finest and most concentrated works for theatre, plays that inc[...]

'Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, it's awful.' This line was adopted by Jean Anouilh, to characterize the first production of "Waiting For Godot" at the Theatre de Babylone, in 1953. Anybody acquinted with Beckett's masterly black comedy would not question the recognition of this twentiet[...]

Contains all of Beckett's less-than-full-length works (or 'Dramaticules') for the stage, radio, and television. Arranged in chronological order of composition, this book presents shorter plays, which demonstrate the laconic means and compassionate ends of Beckett's dramatic vision.[...]

A selection of poems of Samuel Beckett, from "Whoroscope" (1930) to 'What is the Word' (1988).

A novel in three parts, written in short paragraphs, which tell (abruptly, cajolingly, bleakly) of a narrator lying in the dark, in the mud, repeating his life as he hears it uttered - or remembered - by another voice.[...]

A work that was produced in London at the Royal Court Theatre in November 1962.

Famously described by the Irish critic Vivien Mercier as a play in which 'nothing happens, twice', "En attendant Godot" was first performed at the Theatre de Babylone in Paris in 1953. It was translated into English by Samuel Beckett, and opened at the Arts Theatre in London in 1955.[...]

A selection of four stories or 'nouvelles' that date from 1945.

The Unnamable - so named because he knows not who he may be - is from a nameless place. He speaks of previous selves ('all these Murphys, Molloys, and Malones...') as diversions from the need to stop speaking altogether.[...]

Written in Roussillon during World War Two, while the author was hiding from the Gestapo, this title tells the tale of Mr Knott's servant and his attempts to get to know his master. Watt's mistake is to derive the essence of his master from the accidentals of his being, and his attempts to 'know' ul[...]