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The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.

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
Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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Deep Listening Meaning Silence Wisdom Word
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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Deep Necessary Silence Word
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Clothes Thinking Word
Nothing is more real than nothing.
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One Liner Reality
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
You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
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Accomplishment Attempt Believe Better Failure Impossible Repeat
Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
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Blind Eyes Fools See
It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.
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Dreams Effect Horrible Myself
If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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Current Death Stand Yourself
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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Better Fools Horrible Imagination Life Stay
All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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Discrimination Poetry Prayer
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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Forget Myself Time
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.
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Born Death Live Myself
Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
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Habit Life Perspective

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