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We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.

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There’s never an end for the sea.
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Deep End One Liner Sea
Memories are killing. So you must not think of certain things, of those that are dear to you, or rather you must think of them, for if you don’t there is the danger of finding them, in your mind, little by little.
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Dangerous Kill Memories Mindset Thinking Yourself
I am still alive then. That may come in useful.
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Alive Help Myself Worth
If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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Current Death Stand Yourself
What are we doing here, that is the question.
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Action Life Question Spiritual
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
To restore silence is the role of objects.
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Object Restore Role Silence
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself
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
That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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Desert Lonely Love Man
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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Change Mistake Myself
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
You won’t believe what you can accomplish by attempting the impossible with the courage to repeatedly fail better.
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Accomplishment Attempt Believe Better Failure Impossible Repeat
All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
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Connection Existence Kind Man Spiritual
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.
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End Greatness Light Myself Patience Shadow Shine
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Change Myself Transformation

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