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Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.

Samuel Beckett

Reality, whether approached imaginatively or empirically, remains a surface, hermetic.
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Imagination Reality Surface
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
Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.
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Deep Necessary Silence Word
If you don’t know where you are currently standing, you’re dead.
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Current Death Stand Yourself
To have been always what I am – and so changed from what I was.
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Change Myself Transformation
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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Artist Mess Task Work
Words are the clothes thoughts wear.
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Clothes Thinking Word
He who has waited long enough, will wait forever. And there comes the hour when nothing more can happen and nobody more can come and all is ended but the waiting that knows itself in vain.
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End Enough Forever Wait Wasted Time
The whisky bears a grudge against the decanter.
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Alcohol Grudge Whiskey
Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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Dog Habit Himself
Better hope deferred than none.
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Better Choice Hope
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
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Alone Darkness Feeling Myself
Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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Forget Myself Time
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Death Forget Man
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

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