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Samuel Beckett

"They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more."

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Donna Grant

"I hate this place. I shall hate it to my grave."

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Donna Grant

"He is an old bore. Even the grave yawns for him."

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Donna Grant

"I will go to my grave in a state of abject endless fascination that we all have the capacity to become emotionally involved with a personality that doesn't exist."

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Donna Grant

"I'll perform all the way to the grave."

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Donna Grant

"They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more."

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Donna Grant

"I do not choose that my grave should be dug while I am still alive."

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Donna Grant

"I remember in Shallow Grave I remember a few times when we'd only have to do one take. But when you did have to do more than one, you'd build on the one you'd done."

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Donna Grant

"I'll only stop singing when I'm in my grave."

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Donna Grant

"To say what you feel is to dig your own grave."

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Donna Grant

"If Roosevelt were alive today, he'd turn over in his grave."

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Samuel Beckett
"I write about myself with the same pencil and in the same exercise book as about him. It is no longer I, but another whose life is just beginning."

Life

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Samuel Beckett
"All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a handsome little sum, with a beginning and a middle and an end, as in the well-built phrase and the long sonata of the dead."

Beginning

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Samuel Beckett
"You are on your back at the foot of an aspen. In its trembling shade. She at right angles propped on her elbows head between her hands. Your eyes opened and closed have looked in hers looking in yours. In your dark you look in them again. Still. You feel on your face the fringe of her long black hair stirring in the still air. Within the tent of hair your faces are hidden from view. She murmurs, Listen to the leaves. Eyes in each other's eyes you listen to the leaves. In their trembling shade."

Mindfulness

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Samuel Beckett
"I happened to look up and there it was. All over and done with, at last. I sat on for a few moments with the ball in my hand and the dog yelping and pawing at me. (Pause.) Moments. Her moments, my moments (Pause.) The dog's moments."

Mindfulness

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Samuel Beckett
"In order to be company he must display a certain mental activity. But it need not be of a high order. Indeed it might be argued the lower the better. Up to a point. The lower the order of mental activity the better the company. Up to a point."

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Samuel Beckett
"There's never an end for the sea."

Nature

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Samuel Beckett
"If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not love you I shall not love."

Love

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Samuel Beckett
"I always thought old age would be a writer's best chance. Whenever I read the late work of Goethe or W. B. Yeats I had the impertinence to identify with it. Now, my memory's gone, all the old fluency's disappeared. I don't write a single sentence without saying to myself, 'It's a lie!' So I know I was right. It's the best chance I've ever had."

Life

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Samuel Beckett
"But there are not two laws, that was the next thing I thought I understood, not two laws, one for the healthy, another for the sick, but one only to which all must bow, rich and poor, young and old, happy and sad. He was eloquent. I pointed out that I was not sad. That was a mistake. Your papers, he said, I knew it a moment later. Not at all, I said, not at all. Your papers! he cried. Ah my papers."

Ethics

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Samuel Beckett
"Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity."

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