There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
SAMUEL BECKETTI 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.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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I could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.
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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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Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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Better hope deferred than none.
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Love, that is all I asked, a little love, daily, twice daily, fifty years of twice daily love like a Paris horse-butcher’s regular, what normal woman wants affection?
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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All has not been said and never will be.
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The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
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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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Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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