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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.

Samuel Beckett

Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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Forget Myself Time
The essential doesn’t change.
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Change Essence One Liner
For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on.
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Better Fools Horrible Imagination Life Stay
We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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Born Crazy Remain
Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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Imagination Reality Surface
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
All has not been said and never will be.
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Talk Voice Word
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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Fear Invention Myself Question
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
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
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
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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Beginning End Philosophy Wisdom
Do we mean love, when we say love?
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Deep Love Meaning One Liner
I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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Conversation Myself Polite Try
Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
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Intelligence Mindset Myself Right Wonder

To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.

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