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To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.

Samuel Beckett

I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended.
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Kind Mouth Myself Open Thinking Word
The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
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Day Death Normal Short Yourself
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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Alone Darkness Feeling Myself
People are bloody ignorant apes.
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Animal Blood Ignorance People Reality
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
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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Boredom Choice Nature Shine Sun
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on.
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Better Fools Horrible Imagination Life Stay
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
I gave up before birth.
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Born Give Up Myself
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.
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Born Death Live Myself
The essential doesn’t change.
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Change Essence One Liner
Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
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Friendship Human Solitude
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
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Love Myself Relationship Yourself

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