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Birth was the death of him.

Samuel Beckett

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
I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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Alive Help Myself Worth
I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended.
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Kind Mouth Myself Open Thinking Word
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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Destruction Escape Important Past Place
You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
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Accomplishment Attempt Believe Better Failure Impossible Repeat
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
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
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Greatness Machine Ourselves Time
All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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Connection Existence Kind Man Spiritual
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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Ability Best Life Myself Silence Talk
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Charity Defense
There’s never an end for the sea.
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Deep End One Liner Sea
Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.
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Better Failure Inspirational Time Try
Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
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Friendship Human Solitude
The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
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Alcohol Grudge Whiskey
To restore silence is the role of objects.
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Object Restore Role Silence

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