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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 Beckett

But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!
SAMUEL BECKETT

Moments Place Time
But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Born Death Live Myself
The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Disgust Love Old Tolerance
The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Greatness Machine Ourselves Time
Nothing is more real than nothing.
SAMUEL BECKETT

One Liner Reality
Birth was the death of him.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Born Death Deep Himself One Liner
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.
SAMUEL BECKETT

End Fly Greatness Head Image Myself Pursue Trouble Word
Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Humanity Intelligence Philosophy Poet
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Destiny Fate Man Myself
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

End Greatness Light Myself Patience Shadow Shine
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Cure Earth One Liner
Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Blind Eyes Fools See
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?
SAMUEL BECKETT

Affection Love Myself Normal Woman
We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Cry Dead Greatness Growth Habit Old Time
People are bloody ignorant apes.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Animal Blood Ignorance People Reality
Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Deep Listening Meaning Silence Wisdom Word

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.

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