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Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.

Samuel Beckett

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
Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Forget Myself Time
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
Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.
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Hide Hunt Myself Wait
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love.
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Love Myself Relationship Yourself
The sun shone, having no alternative, on the nothing new.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Boredom Choice Nature Shine Sun
Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.
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Better Failure Inspirational Time Try
Life is habit. Or rather life is a succession of habits.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Habit Life Perspective
Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.
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Home Myself Rain Window Writing
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
But I was not made for the great light that devours, a dim lamp was all I had been given, and patience without end, to shine it on the empty shadows.
SAMUEL BECKETT

End Greatness Light Myself Patience Shadow Shine
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 BECKETT

Greatness Machine Ourselves Time
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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Destruction Escape Important Past Place
Against the charitable gesture there is no defence.
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Charity Defense
That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Desert Lonely Love Man
Better hope deferred than none.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Better Choice Hope
We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
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Born Crazy Remain
There’s never an end for the sea.
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Deep End One Liner Sea
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Change Myself Transformation
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
But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Born Death Live Myself
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 BECKETT

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
What do we do now, now that we are happy?
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Happiness Unknown
Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Humanity Intelligence Philosophy Poet
Sometimes I wonder if I’m in my right mind. Then it passes off and I’m as intelligent as ever.
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Intelligence Mindset Myself Right Wonder

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