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But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.

Samuel Beckett

We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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Born Crazy Remain
All has not been said and never will be.
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Talk Voice Word
Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.
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Home Myself Rain Window Writing
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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Deep Necessary Silence Word
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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Forget Myself Time
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation
Do we mean love, when we say love?
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Deep Love Meaning One Liner
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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Imagination Reality Surface
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
But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.
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End Greatness Light Myself Patience Shadow Shine
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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Deep Listening Meaning Silence Wisdom Word
Nothing is more real than nothing.
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One Liner Reality
Words and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
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End Fly Greatness Head Image Myself Pursue Trouble Word

But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.

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