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More Quotes by Samuel Beckett
When a man in a forest thinks he is going forward in a straight line, in reality he is going in a circle, I did my best to go in a circle, hoping to go in a straight line.
Yes, I dont know why, but I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at the same time, or a moment later, an undeniable relief.
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
All life long, the same questions, the same answers.
The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.
If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
I hope I am not too old to take it up seriously, nor too stupid about machines to qualify as a commercial pilot. I do not feel like spending the rest of my life writing books that no one will read. It is not as though I wanted to write them.
I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.