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Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end.
Samuel Beckett
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Samuel Beckett
Age: 83 †
Born: 1906
Born: April 13
Died: 1989
Died: December 22
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Sa-miao-erh Pei-kʻo-tʻe
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Light black. From pole to pole.
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Hold the old holding hand. Hold and be held. Plod on and never recede. Slowly with never a pause plod on and never recede.
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Over, over, there is a soft place in my heart for all that is over, no, for the being over, words have been my only loves, not many.
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I use the words you taught me. If they don't mean anything any more, teach me others. Or let me be silent.
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Words are all we have.
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