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

Samuel Beckett

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

Forget Myself Time
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.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Dangerous Kill Memories Mindset Thinking Yourself
Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Better Failure Inspirational Time Try
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it’s the most comical thing in the world.
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Comedy Funny Happiness Myself World
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Cure Earth One Liner
Do we mean love, when we say love?
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Deep Love Meaning One Liner
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
SAMUEL BECKETT

End Thankful Yourself
Don’t look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
SAMUEL BECKETT

Deep Listening Meaning Silence Wisdom Word
Love, that is all I asked, a little love, daily, twice daily, fifty years of twice daily love like a Paris horse-butcher’s regular, what normal woman wants affection?
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Affection Love Myself Normal Woman
What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
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Destiny Fate Man Myself
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
Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.
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Dog Habit Himself
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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Change Mistake Myself
If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
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Fear Invention Myself Question
There’s something dripping in my head. A heart, a heart in my head.
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Head Heart Myself

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