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What is this love that more than all the cursed deadly or any other of its great movers so moves the soul and soul what is this soul that more than by any of its great movers is by love so moved?
Samuel Beckett
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Samuel Beckett
Age: 83 †
Born: 1906
Born: April 13
Died: 1989
Died: December 22
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To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
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The sky sinks in the morning, this fact has been insufficiently observed.
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