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Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.

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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
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Answer Life Long Question
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
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
SAMUEL BECKETT

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

Head Heart Myself
Do we mean love, when we say love?
SAMUEL BECKETT

Deep Love Meaning One Liner
Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Better Failure Inspirational Time Try
Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Deep Listening Meaning Silence Wisdom Word
Nothing is more real than nothing.
SAMUEL BECKETT

One Liner Reality
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
All mankind is us, whether we like it or not.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Connection Existence Kind Man Spiritual
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Creation Place Time World
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
We are all born crazy. Some remain that way.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Born Crazy Remain
All poetry, as discriminated from the various paradigms of prosody, is prayer.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Discrimination Poetry Prayer
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
SAMUEL BECKETT

End Thankful Yourself

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