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.
SAMUEL BECKETT- 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.
SAMUEL BECKETT
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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.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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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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All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
SAMUEL BECKETTAll mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
SAMUEL BECKETTSometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
SAMUEL BECKETTI am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
SAMUEL BECKETTWe have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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What are we doing here, that is the question.
SAMUEL BECKETTWhat are we doing here, that is the question.
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You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
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Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
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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.
SAMUEL BECKETTThen 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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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.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf 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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Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little.
SAMUEL BECKETTMemories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little.
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I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
SAMUEL BECKETTI pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
SAMUEL BECKETTWe are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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He who has waited long enough, will wait forever. And there comes the hour when nothing more can happen and nobody more can come and all is ended but the waiting that knows itself in vain.
SAMUEL BECKETTHe who has waited long enough, will wait forever. And there comes the hour when nothing more can happen and nobody more can come and all is ended but the waiting that knows itself in vain.
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Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
SAMUEL BECKETTAgainst the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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