Strange Islands.


My life as a scrapbook.

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Here’s my life, why not, it is one, if you like, if you must, I don’t say no, this evening. There has to be one, it seems, once there is speech, no need of a story, a story is not compulsory, just a life, that’s the mistake I made, one of the mistakes, to have wanted a story for myself, whereas life alone is enough.

Samuel Beckett (13 April 1906 – 22 Dec 1989)

 Texts For Nothing (1955)

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