The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
SAMUEL BECKETTYou’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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To restore silence is the role of objects.
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Do we mean love, when we say love?
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Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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People are bloody ignorant apes.
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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn’t want them back.
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All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
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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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My mistakes are my life.
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I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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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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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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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.
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Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
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The essential doesn’t change.
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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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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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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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What are we doing here, that is the question.
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