Do we mean love, when we say love?

Quote by Samuel Beckett

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No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a...

No, I regret nothing, all I regret is having been born, dying is such a...

What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.

What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.

Where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know,...

Where I am, I don't know, I'll never know, in the silence you don't know,...

Birth was the death of him.

Birth was the death of him.

To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist...

To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist...

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.

The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to...

The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to...

I can't go on. I'll go on.

I can't go on. I'll go on.

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

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

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

We are all born mad. Some remain so.

You're on earth. There's no cure for that.

You're on earth. There's no cure for that.

The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to...

The tears of the world are a constant quality. For each one who begins to...

All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a...

All I know is what the words know, and dead things, and that makes a...

If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not...

If you do not love me I shall not be loved If I do not...

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

If I had the use of my body, I would throw it out the window.

If I had the use of my body, I would throw it out the window.

Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.

Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness.

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical...

Nothing is funnier than unhappiness, I grant you that. Yes, yes, it's the most comical...

I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of...

I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of...

In the landscape of extinction, precision is next to godliness.

In the landscape of extinction, precision is next to godliness.