People are bloody ignorant apes.
SAMUEL BECKETTMemories 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.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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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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Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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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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We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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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.
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Yes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that’s what I’ve had to make the best of.
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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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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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Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
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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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All has not been said and never will be.
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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.
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The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
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I gave up before birth.
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The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
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