With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
SAMUEL BECKETTAgainst the charitable gesture there is no defence.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on.
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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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We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
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Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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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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Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.
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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.
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Do we mean love, when we say love?
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You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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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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If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
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Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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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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There’s never an end for the sea.
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Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
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Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
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The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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To restore silence is the role of objects.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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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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What are we doing here, that is the question.
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All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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