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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.

Samuel Beckett

Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Blind Eyes Fools See
Better hope deferred than none.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Better Choice Hope
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.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Head Myself Universe Window
Fail, fail again, fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Better Failure Inspirational Motivational One Liner Success
The dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Greatness Machine Ourselves Time
Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Dog Habit Himself
The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Alcohol Grudge Whiskey
Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Dance Natural Order Thinking
But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Born Death Live Myself
Art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
SAMUEL BECKETT

Art Clarity Clear
Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Habit Life Perspective
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Comedy Funny Happiness Myself World
My mistakes are my life.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Life Mistake Myself One Liner
The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Disgust Love Old Tolerance
To restore silence is the role of objects.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Object Restore Role Silence
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.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Ability Best Life Myself Silence Talk

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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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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