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We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.
Samuel Beckett
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Samuel Beckett
Age: 83 †
Born: 1906
Born: April 13
Died: 1989
Died: December 22
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Nothing matters but the writing. There has been nothing else worthwhile... a stain upon the silence.
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Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.
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The tears stream down my cheeks from my unblinking eyes. What makes me weep so? There is nothing saddening here. Perhaps it is liquefied brain.
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Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.
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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world.
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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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