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.

Quote by Samuel Beckett

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Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.

Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.

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?

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,...

Just under the surface I shall be, all together at first, then separate and drift,...

Just under the surface I shall be, all together at first, then separate and drift,...

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...

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.

Dublin university contains the cream of Ireland: Rich and thick.

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,...

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

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

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...

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...

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

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

We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast...

We are not saints, but we have kept our appointment. How many people can boast...

Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.

Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards.

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

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

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...

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...

That's how it is on this bitch of an earth.

That's how it is on this bitch of an earth.

Words are all we have.

Words are all we have.