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?
SAMUEL BECKETTBirth was the death of him.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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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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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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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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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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Do we mean love, when we say love?
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Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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What are we doing here, that is the question.
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The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
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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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The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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My mistakes are my life.
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We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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