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Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

Samuel Beckett

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 BECKETT

Ability Best Life Myself Silence Talk
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
Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
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Habit Life Perspective
Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Intelligence Mindset Myself Right Wonder
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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Head Myself Universe Window
He who has waited long enough, will wait forever. And there comes the hour when nothing more can happen and nobody more can come and all is ended but the waiting that knows itself in vain.
SAMUEL BECKETT

End Enough Forever Wait Wasted Time
Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Friendship Human Solitude
I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
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Conversation Myself Polite Try
If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Current Death Stand Yourself
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Comedy Funny Happiness Myself World
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
Birth was the death of him.
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Born Death Deep Himself One Liner
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Clothes Thinking Word
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
To restore silence is the role of objects.
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Object Restore Role Silence
Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Dog Habit Himself

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

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