What are we doing here, that is the question.
SAMUEL BECKETTTo have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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Fail, fail again, fail better.
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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.
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All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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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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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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Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
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What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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