Samuel Beckett

Ireland
13 Apr 1906 // 22 Dec 1989
Writer

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How long have I been here, what a question, I've often wondered. And often I could answer, An hour, a month, a year, a century, depending on what I meant by here, and me, and being, and there I never went looking for extravagant meanings, there I never much varied, only the here would sometimes seem to vary.
Thereís my life, why not, it is one, if you like, if you must, I donít 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, thatís the mistake I made, one of the mistakes, to have wanted a story for myself, whereas life alone is enough.
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