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I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.

Samuel Beckett

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.
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Better Fools Horrible Imagination Life Stay
Do we mean love, when we say love?
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Deep Love Meaning One Liner
Better hope deferred than none.
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Better Choice Hope
My mistakes are my life.
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Life Mistake Myself One Liner
Nothing is more real than nothing.
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One Liner Reality
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
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
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
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Answer Life Long Question
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
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
It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.
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Dreams Effect Horrible Myself
That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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Desert Lonely Love Man
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
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Cure Earth One Liner
I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Feeling Myself Record
Dear incomprehension, it’s thanks to you I’ll be myself, in the end.
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End Thankful Yourself
I marshalled the words and opened my mouth, thinking I would hear them. But all I heard was a kind of rattle, unintelligible even to me who knew what was intended.
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Kind Mouth Myself Open Thinking Word

I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.

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I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.

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