The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
SAMUEL BECKETTDance first. Think later. It’s the natural order.
More Samuel Beckett Quotes
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The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust.
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Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
SAMUEL BECKETTYes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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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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If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
SAMUEL BECKETTIf there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
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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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The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
SAMUEL BECKETTThe day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
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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.
SAMUEL BECKETTIn 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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I use the words you taught me. If they don’t mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent.
SAMUEL BECKETTI 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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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.
SAMUEL BECKETTI 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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Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
SAMUEL BECKETTEvery word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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People are bloody ignorant apes.
SAMUEL BECKETTPeople are bloody ignorant apes.
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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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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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All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
SAMUEL BECKETTAll mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
SAMUEL BECKETTWords are the clothes thoughts wear.
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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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