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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.

Samuel Beckett

To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
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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Home Myself Rain Window Writing
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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Deep Necessary Silence Word
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Cure Earth One Liner
All has not been said and never will be.
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Talk Voice Word
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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Alone Darkness Feeling Myself
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!
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Moments Place Time
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Death Forget Man
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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Death Enjoyment Myself
Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
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Humanity Intelligence Philosophy Poet
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Clothes Thinking Word
What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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Happiness Unknown
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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End Enough Forever Wait Wasted Time
There’s never an end for the sea.
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Deep End One Liner Sea

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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