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Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.
Samuel Beckett
Intelligence
Humanity
Poets
Sense
Nothing matters but the writing. There has been nothing else worthwhile... a stain upon the silence.
Samuel Beckett
Nothing
Silence
Writing
No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a long tiresome business I always found.
Samuel Beckett
Business
Dying
Nothing
Regret
Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there, and them look down and hear me, that might take some of the shine off their bliss.
Samuel Beckett
Hell
Just under the surface I shall be, all together at first, then separate and drift, through all the earth and perhaps in the end through a cliff into the sea, something of me. A ton of worms in an acre, that is a wonderful thought, a ton of worms, I believe it.
Samuel Beckett
Thought
Earth
End
First
Sea
James Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I am an analyzer, trying to leave out as much as I can.
Samuel Beckett
Trying
It is right that he too should have his little chronicle, his memories, his reason, and be able to recognize the good in the bad, the bad in the worst, and so grow gently old down all the unchanging days, and die one day like any other day, only shorter.
Samuel Beckett
Day
Memories
Old
Reason
Right
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical thing in the world.
Samuel Beckett
Nothing
Unhappiness
World
They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.
Samuel Beckett
Grave
Light
Night
We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast as much?
Samuel Beckett
People
Saints
What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
Samuel Beckett
Destiny
Man
Where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know, you must go on, I can't go on, I'll go on.
Samuel Beckett
Silence
Words are all we have.
Samuel Beckett
Words
You're on earth. There's no cure for that.
Samuel Beckett
Cure
Earth
To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.
Samuel Beckett
Artist
Now