To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
SAMUEL BECKETTWith all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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Better hope deferred than none.
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We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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I gave up before birth.
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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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That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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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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Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.
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The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
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Birth was the death of him.
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Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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The essential doesn’t change.
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There is no escape from yesterday because yesterday has deformed us, or been deformed by us. The mood is of no importance. Deformation has taken place.
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Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
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