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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 Beckett

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.
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Best Chance Fire Happiness Myself
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
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Creation Place Time World
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
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
I gave up before birth.
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Born Give Up Myself
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
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Charity Defense
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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Kind Mouth Myself Open Thinking Word
Birth was the death of him.
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Born Death Deep Himself One Liner
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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End Fly Greatness Head Image Myself Pursue Trouble Word
Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
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Humanity Intelligence Philosophy Poet
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
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
All has not been said and never will be.
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Talk Voice Word
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record

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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