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

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There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Head Heart Myself
You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Accomplishment Attempt Believe Better Failure Impossible Repeat
Birth was the death of him.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Born Death Deep Himself One Liner
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
SAMUEL BECKETT

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.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Kind Mouth Myself Open Thinking Word
I could not have gone through the awful wretched mess of life without having left a stain upon the silence.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Hard Time Mess Myself Silence Stain
To restore silence is the role of objects.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Object Restore Role Silence
I use the words you taught me. If they don’t mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Meaning Myself Silence Teaching Word Yourself
Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Imagination Reality Surface
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Death Forget Man
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.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Better Fools Horrible Imagination Life Stay
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
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Alone Darkness Feeling Myself
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
SAMUEL BECKETT

End Thankful Yourself
Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Habit Life Perspective
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Beginning End Philosophy Wisdom

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