We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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If I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.
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That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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What are we doing here, that is the question.
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What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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Better hope deferred than none.
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There’s never an end for the sea.
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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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With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Birth was the death of him.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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