Samuel Beckett — "The sun shines, the rain falls, the wind blows. It's always the same."
The sun shines, the rain falls, the wind blows. It's always the same.
The sun shines, the rain falls, the wind blows. It's always the same.
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"Let's go. We can't. Why not? We're waiting for Godot."
"The dead are all around us, like leaves in autumn."
"We are born astride of a grave, and a hellish light it is."
"The light went out, and I thought, Now what?"
"We are born astride of a grave, and a difficult birth at that. Down in the hole, lingeringly, the grave-digger puts on the forceps."
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