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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.

Samuel Beckett

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
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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Head Myself Universe Window
The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
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Greatness Machine Ourselves Time
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.
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Dangerous Kill Memories Mindset Thinking Yourself
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.
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End Enough Forever Wait Wasted Time
The essential doesn’t change.
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Change Essence One Liner
Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.
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Hide Hunt Myself Wait
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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Beginning End Philosophy Wisdom
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
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Cure Earth One Liner
If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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Current Death Stand Yourself
I use the words you taught me. If they don’t mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent.
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Meaning Myself Silence Teaching Word Yourself
The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
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Disgust Love Old Tolerance
All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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Discrimination Poetry Prayer
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Boredom Choice Nature Shine Sun

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