If I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.
SAMUEL BECKETTThere’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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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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Fail, fail again, fail better.
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We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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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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Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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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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Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
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All has not been said and never will be.
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Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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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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