Sit at home on the remnants of my bottom counting the hours – till the next meal. The very thought puts life in me!
Source: All That Fall by Samuel Beckett »
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Just cling to me and all will be well.
from All That Fall by Samuel Beckett
We shall fall into the ditch.
Oh! It will be like old times!
Do not imagine, because I am silent, that I am not present, and alive, to all that is going on.
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