“And once again I am I will not say alone, no, thats not like me, but, how shall I say, I dont know, restored to myself, no, I never left myself, free, yes, I dont know what that means but its the word I mean to use, free to do what, to do nothing, to know, but what, the laws of the mind perhaps, of my mind, that for example water rises in proportion as it drowns you and that you would do better, at least no worse, to obliterate texts than to blacken margins, to fill in the holes of words till all is blank and flat and the whole ghastly business looks like what it is, senseless, speechless, issueless misery.” ― Samuel Beckett, Molloy
Posted on: Wed, 30 Apr 2014 13:07:57 +0000
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