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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.

Samuel Beckett

For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on.
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Better Fools Horrible Imagination Life Stay
What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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Happiness Unknown
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
The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
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Day Death Normal Short Yourself
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 sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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Boredom Choice Nature Shine Sun
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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Beginning End Philosophy Wisdom
But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.
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End Greatness Light Myself Patience Shadow Shine
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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Meaning Myself Silence Teaching Word Yourself
Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.
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Hide Hunt Myself Wait
Nothing is more real than nothing.
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One Liner Reality
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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End Fly Greatness Head Image Myself Pursue Trouble Word
Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
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Intelligence Mindset Myself Right Wonder
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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Affection Love Myself Normal Woman
Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
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Blind Eyes Fools See
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’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.

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