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All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.

Samuel Beckett

Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
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Blind Eyes Fools See
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Charity Defense
Love, that is all I asked, a little love, daily, twice daily, fifty years of twice daily love like a Paris horse-butcher’s regular, what normal woman wants affection?
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Affection Love Myself Normal Woman
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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Beginning End Philosophy Wisdom
Art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear
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Art Clarity Clear
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.
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Ability Best Life Myself Silence Talk
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
Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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Dog Habit Himself
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Change Mistake 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
What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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Happiness Unknown
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
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!
SAMUEL BECKETT

Moments Place Time
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
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 BECKETT

Head Myself Universe Window
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation

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