To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
SAMUEL BECKETTHabit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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I gave up before birth.
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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.
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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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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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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Birth was the death of him.
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All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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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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If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
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Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
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All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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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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There’s never an end for the sea.
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I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
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The essential doesn’t change.
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With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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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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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.
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Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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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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