"Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better."
"And truly it little matters what I say, this or that or any other thing. Saying is inventing. Wrong, very rightly wrong. You invent nothing, you think you are inventing, you think you are escaping, and all you do is stammer out your lesson, the remnants of a pensum one day got by heart and long forgotten, life without tears, as it is wept."
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Source: Samuel Beckett (2007). “Molloy”, p.32, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.
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