I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in.
Samuel BeckettRead
Dear incomprehension, it's thanks to you I'll be myself, in the end.
Interpretation
Embracing incomprehension allows one to discover and embrace their true self.
In this quote, Samuel Beckett reflects on the paradox of incomprehension as a fundamental aspect of personal growth and authenticity. He suggests that through facing confusion and uncertainty, individuals can ultimately find their true identity and purpose, highlighting the transformative power of challenges and the importance of self-discovery in the human experience.
In practice
In a motivational speech about personal growth and challenges.
I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in.
Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.
I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo.
And what I have, what I am, is enough, was always enough for me, and as far as my dear little sweet little future is concerned I have no qualms, I have a good time coming.
I love order. It's my dream. A world where all would be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the last dust.
We lose our hair, our teeth! Our bloom, our ideals.
There is an ineffable mystery that underlies ourselves and the world. It is the darkness from which the light shines. When you recognize the integrity of the universe and that death is as certain as birth, then you can relax and accept that this is the way it is. There is nothing else to do.
In the philosophic sense, observation shows and experiment teaches.
[M]en will be free no longer then while they remain virtuous.
My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy.
Enlarge my life with multitude of days, In health, in sickness, thus the suppliant prays; Hides from himself his state, and shuns to know, That life protracted is protracted woe. Time hovers o'er, impatient to destroy, And shuts up all the passages of joy.
People with the strongest and healthiest sense of calling are not obsessed with their calling. They are preoccupied with the Caller.
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