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You are not satisfied unless form is so strictly divorced from content that you can comprehend the one without almost without bothering to read the other.

Samuel Beckett

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Samuel Beckett
Age: 83 †
Born: 1906
Born: April 13
Died: 1989
Died: December 22
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