Birth was the death of him.
SAMUEL BECKETTBirth was the death of him.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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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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We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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The essential doesn’t change.
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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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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?
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There’s never an end for the sea.
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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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Art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
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What are we doing here, that is the question.
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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
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What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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