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All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
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perseverance
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Samuel Beckett |
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842bb8a
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The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.
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inspirational
equilibrium
crying
tears
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Samuel Beckett |
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d91378b
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Try again. Fail again. Fail better.
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inspirational
existentialism
failure
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Samuel Beckett |
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779db64
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I can't go on, I'll go on.
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tragedy
fiction
humor
tragic-comedy
nihilism
existentialism
drama
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Samuel Beckett |
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1ad3a96
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Estragon: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist? Vladimir: Yes, yes, we're magicians.
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Samuel Beckett |
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Je suis comme ca. Ou j'oublie tout de suite ou je n'oublie jamais." Samuel BECKETT, En attendant Godot "
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Samuel Beckett |
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444cb7e
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The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
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life
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Samuel Beckett |
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ead9196
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Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go.
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Samuel Beckett |
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ccefc0b
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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness.
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funny
endgame
unhappiness-nothing
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Samuel Beckett |
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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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Samuel Beckett |
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ac23cda
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Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.
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Samuel Beckett |
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Perhaps my best years are gone. When there was a chance of happiness. But I wouldn't want them back. Not with the fire in me now. No, I wouldn't want them back.
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Samuel Beckett |
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Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we personally are needed. Others would meet the case equally well, if not better. To all mankind they were addressed, those cries for help still ringing in our ears! But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late! Let us represent worthily for one t..
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identity
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Samuel Beckett |
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There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the faults of his feet.
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Samuel Beckett |
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8ccd828
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Nothing is more real than nothing.
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Samuel Beckett |
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You must go on. I can't go on. I'll go on.
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Samuel Beckett |
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ESTRAGON: I can't go on like this. VLADIMIR: That's what you think.
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Samuel Beckett |
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That's how it is on this bitch of an earth.
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Samuel Beckett |
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VLADIMIR: What do they say? ESTRAGON: They talk about their lives. VLADIMIR: To have lived is not enough for them. ESTRAGON: They have to talk about it.
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Samuel Beckett |
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Estragon: I'm like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.
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Samuel Beckett |
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Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It's abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you, one day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we'll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you? They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.
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Samuel Beckett |
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f2e076a
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Don't wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.
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motto
hunted
hunt
hide
waiting
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Samuel Beckett |
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fcfbd85
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Estragon: People are bloody ignorant apes.
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Samuel Beckett |
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1d153d1
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Yes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that's what I've had to make the best of.
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solitude
speech
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Samuel Beckett |
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Unfortunately I am afraid, as always, of going on. For to go on means going from here, means finding me, losing me, vanishing and beginning again, a stranger first, then little by little the same as always, in another place, where I shall say I have always been, of which I shall know nothing, being incapable of seeing, moving, thinking, speaking, but of which little by little, in spite of these handicaps, I shall begin to know something, ju..
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Samuel Beckett |
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ESTRAGON: Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me! VLADIMIR: Did I ever leave you? ESTRAGON: You let me go.
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solidarity
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Samuel Beckett |
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bb4a051
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Vladimir: I don't understand. Estragon: Use your intelligence, can't you? Vladimir uses his intelligence. Vladimir: (finally) I remain in the dark.
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Samuel Beckett |
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Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that... Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world. And we laugh, we laugh, with a will, in the beginning. But it's always the same thing. Yes, it's like the funny story we have heard too often, we still find it funny, but we don't laugh any more.
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Samuel Beckett |
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f15cd8a
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To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
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godot
purpose
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Samuel Beckett |
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ca3a1ce
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Estragon: Nothing to be done.
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Samuel Beckett |
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I pause to record that I feel in extraordinary form. Delirium perhaps.
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Samuel Beckett |
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POZZO: I am blind. (Silence.) ESTRAGON: Perhaps he can see into the future.
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future
funny
humor
pessimism
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Samuel Beckett |
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7963c80
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Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
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Samuel Beckett |
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25b1228
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The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. Let us not then speak ill of our generation, it is not any unhappier than its predecessors.
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Samuel Beckett |
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d4955aa
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Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.
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Samuel Beckett |
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I'm all these words, all these strangers, this dust of words, with no ground for their settling, no sky for their dispersing, coming together to say, fleeing one another to say, that I am they, all of them, those that merge, those that part, those that never meet, and nothing else, yes, something else, that I'm something quite different, a quite different thing, a wordless thing in an empty place, a hard shut dry cold black place, where not..
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words
silence
fear
sound
insanity
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Samuel Beckett |
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The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
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Samuel Beckett |
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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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tears
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Samuel Beckett |
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0087470
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Any fool can turn a blind eye but who knows what the ostrich sees in the sand.
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ostrich
fool
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Samuel Beckett |
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098ad1e
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There is man in his entirety, blaming his shoe when his foot is guilty.
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Samuel Beckett |
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0df36a9
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We always find something, eh Didi, to let us think we exist?
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self-awareness
survival-of-the-human-soul
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Samuel Beckett |
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ca978d3
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If you don't know where you are currently standing, you're dead.
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Samuel Beckett |
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978e1e5
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The Tuesday scowls, the Wednesday growls, the Thursday curses, the Friday howls, the Saturday snores, the Sunday yawns, the Monday morns, the Monday morns. The whacks, the moans, the cracks, the groans, the welts, the squeaks, the belts, the shrieks, the pricks, the prayers, the kicks, the tears, the skelps, and the yelps.
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Samuel Beckett |
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bc047e5
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Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end.
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Samuel Beckett |