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What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
Samuel Beckett
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Samuel Beckett
Age: 83 †
Born: 1906
Born: April 13
Died: 1989
Died: December 22
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It's a lot to ask of one creature, it's a lot to ask, that he should first behave as if he were not, then as if he were, before being admitted to that peace where he neither is, nor is not, and where the language dies that permits of such expressions.
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Never but the one matter. The dead and gone. The dying and going. From the word go.
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Words fail, there are times when even they fail.
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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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My work is a matter of fundamental sounds (no joke intended) made as fully as possible, and I accept responsibility for nothing else. If people want to have headaches among the overtones, let them. And provide their own aspirin.
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The old endless chain of love, tolerance, indifference, aversion and disgust
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What kind of country is this where a woman can't weep her heart out on the highways and byways without being tormented by retired bill-brokers!
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And all these questions I ask myself. It is not in a spirit of curiosity. I cannot be silent. About myself I need know nothing. Here all is clear. No, all is not clear. But the discourse must go on. So one invents obscurities. Rhetoric.
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The time is perhaps not altogether too green for the vile suggestion that art has nothing to do with clarity, does not dabble in the clear and does not make clear, and more than the light of day (or night) makes the subsolar, -lunar, and -stellar excrement. Art is the sun, moon, and stars of the mind, the whole mind.
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God is love. Yes or no? No.
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Try again. Fail again. Try better.
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Do they [the publishers of Murphy] not understand that if the book is slightly obscure it is because it is a compression and thatto compress it further can only make it more obscure?
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If I had the use of my body, I would throw it out the window.
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The search for the means to put an end to things, an end to speech, is what enables the discourse to continue.
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God is a witness that cannot be sworn.
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The fact is, it seems, that the most you can hope is to be a little less, in the end, the creature you were in the beginning, and the middle.
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No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.
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Better hope deferred than none.
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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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I try. I fail. I try again. I fail better.
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