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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.

Samuel Beckett

If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
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Fear Invention Myself Question
There’s never an end for the sea.
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Deep End One Liner Sea
What are we doing here, that is the question.
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Action Life Question Spiritual
The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
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Greatness Machine Ourselves Time
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation
Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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Deep Listening Meaning Silence Wisdom Word
There is no escape from yesterday because yesterday has deformed us, or been deformed by us. The mood is of no importance. Deformation has taken place.
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Destruction Escape Important Past Place
That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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Desert Lonely Love Man
Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
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Intelligence Mindset Myself Right Wonder
Yes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that’s what I’ve had to make the best of.
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Ability Best Life Myself Silence Talk
In my head there are several windows, that I do know, but perhaps it is always the same one, open variously on the parading universe.
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Head Myself Universe Window
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Clothes Thinking Word
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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Change Mistake Myself

There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.

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