All I know is what
the words know
and dead things
and that makes
a handsome little sum
with a beginning
and a middle
and an end
as in the well-built phrase
and the long sonata of the dead.
— Samuel Beckett
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Yeah! Celebrated words of Beckett! Much food for thought! 😉
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It is amazing the number of people who want to write poetry but don’t want to read poetry. I was fortunate in that I was in school when ‘reading the classics’ was part of education. I have a Mark Twain quote about the classics that I will post sometime soon.
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Too true…… 😉
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Sam, I am impressed!
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