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Samuel Beckett
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Samuel Beckett
Age: 83 †
Born: 1906
Born: April 13
Died: 1989
Died: December 22
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Don't look for meaning in the words. Listen to the silences.
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[T]he syndrome known as life is too diffuse to admit of palliation. For every symptom that is eased, another is made worse. The horse leech's daughter is a closed system. Her quantum of wantum cannot vary.
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That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.
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All the things you would do gladly, oh without enthusiasm, but gladly, all the things there seems no reason for your not doing, and that you do not do! Can it be we are not free? It might be worth looking into.
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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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Unfathomable mind, now beacon, now sea.
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To find a form that accommodates the shape of the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.
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All has not been said and never will be.
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Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.
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My keepers, why keepers, I'm in no danger of stirring an inch, ah I see, it's to make me think I'm a prisoner, frantic with corporeality, rearing to get out and away.
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Words and images run riot in my head, pursuing, flying, clashing, merging, endlessly. But beyond this tumult there is a great calm, and a great indifference, never really to be troubled by anything again.
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I have my faults, but changing my tune is not one of them.
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It was the only way to progress, to stop.
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We all are born mad. Some remain so.
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Nothing matters but the writing. There has been nothing else worthwhile... a stain upon the silence.
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Light black. From pole to pole.
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Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me!
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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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Yesterday is not a milestone that has been passed, but a daystone on the beaten track of the years, and irremediably part of us, within us, heavy and dangerous. We are not merely more weary because of yesterday, we are other, no longer what we were before the calamity of yesterday.
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