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To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.

Samuel Beckett

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
If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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Current Death Stand Yourself
Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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Imagination Reality Surface
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Charity Defense
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
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
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Death Forget Man
We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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Cry Dead Greatness Growth Habit Old Time
Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
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Habit Life Perspective
Art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
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Art Clarity Clear
Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.
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Better Failure Inspirational Time Try
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation
It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.
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Dreams Effect Horrible Myself
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
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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Change Mistake Myself

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