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

Quote by Samuel Beckett

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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...

It is right that he too should have his little chronicle, his memories, his reason,...

It is right that he too should have his little chronicle, his memories, his reason,...

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.

Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there,...

Let me go to hell, that's all I ask, and go on cursing them there,...

Dance first. Think later. It's the natural order.

Dance first. Think later. It's the natural order.

James Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I...

James Joyce was a synthesizer, trying to bring in as much as he could. I...

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.

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

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

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...

Birth was the death of him.

Birth was the death of him.

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

Habit is a great deadener.

Habit is a great deadener.

Words are all we have.

Words are all we have.

There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the fault of his feet.

There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the fault of his feet.

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

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

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,...

Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.

Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.

I missed you...and at the same time I was happy. Isn't that a queer thing?

I missed you...and at the same time I was happy. Isn't that a queer thing?

Storybook happiness involves every form of pleasant thumb-twiddling; true happiness involves the full use of...

Storybook happiness involves every form of pleasant thumb-twiddling; true happiness involves the full use of...

Happiness is a byproduct of an effort to make someone else happy

Happiness is a byproduct of an effort to make someone else happy