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All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.

Samuel Beckett

You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Accomplishment Attempt Believe Better Failure Impossible Repeat
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
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Cure Earth One Liner
It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.
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Dreams Effect Horrible Myself
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
Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little.
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Dangerous Kill Memories Mindset Thinking Yourself
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
Fail, fail again, fail better.
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Better Failure Inspirational Motivational One Liner Success
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
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
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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Boredom Choice Nature Shine Sun
That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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Desert Lonely Love Man
All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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Discrimination Poetry Prayer
There’s never an end for the sea.
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Deep End One Liner Sea
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
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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Best Chance Fire Happiness Myself

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