All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
SAMUEL BECKETTYou won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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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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What are we doing here, that is the question.
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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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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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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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The essential doesn’t change.
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There’s never an end for the sea.
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But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!
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All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
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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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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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The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
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Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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To restore silence is the role of objects.
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Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
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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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The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended.
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You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.
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I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Do we mean love, when we say love?
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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.
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