The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
SAMUEL BECKETT- What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
SAMUEL BECKETT
- black
- grey
- blue
- red
- brown
- white
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
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Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
SAMUEL BECKETTWords are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Fail, fail again, fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETTFail, fail again, fail better.
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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.
SAMUEL BECKETTThere 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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Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
SAMUEL BECKETTFriendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
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I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
SAMUEL BECKETTI am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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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 BECKETTThen 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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Dance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
SAMUEL BECKETTDance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
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If I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf I was dead, I wouldn’t know I was dead. That’s the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.
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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 BECKETTThe dust will not settle in our time. And when it does some great roaring machine will come and whirl it all skyhigh again.
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Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
SAMUEL BECKETTPoets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
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Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn’t want them back.
SAMUEL BECKETTPerhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn’t want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn’t want them back.
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What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
SAMUEL BECKETTWhat do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Do we mean love, when we say love?
SAMUEL BECKETTDo we mean love, when we say love?
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The essential doesn’t change.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe essential doesn’t change.
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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.
SAMUEL BECKETTYes, 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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