That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
SAMUEL BECKETTLove, 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?
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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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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With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
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The essential doesn’t change.
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I use the words you taught me. If they don’t mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent.
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Birth was the death of him.
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All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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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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Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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