Try again. Fail again. Fail better. — Samuel Beckett
Try again. Fail again. Fail better. — Samuel Beckett
Try again. Fail again. Fail better. — Samuel Beckett
Try again. Fail again. Fail better. — Samuel Beckett
Try again. Fail again. Fail better. — Samuel Beckett
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Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

— Samuel Beckett
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More “Existentialism” Quotes

No more dreamin about the whole adult gig,We’re no longer burnin’ toward nothing, dude. Just well on our way on a mythi — Alexej Savreux, Eat Me & Other Short Poems
This heart within me I can feel, and I judge that it exists. This world I can touch, and I likewise judge that it exists — Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus
Information paints no picture, sings no song, and writes no poem. — R.F. Georgy, Notes from the Cafe
We have an infinite supply of information and yet we cannot read. — R.F. Georgy
One might be led to suspect that there were all sorts of things going on in the Universe which he or she did not thoroug — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Slaughterhouse-Five
That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this momen — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Slaughterhouse-Five
That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this momen — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Slaughterhouse-Five
One recognizes one's course by discovering the paths that stray from it — Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays
My thought is me: that's why I can't stop. I exist because I think...and I can't stop myself from thinking. At this very — Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea
What emerges from these separate strands of (modern) history is an image of man himself that bears a new, stark, more ne — William Barrett, Irrational Man: A Study in Existential Philosophy
The continuous work of our life,” says Montaigne, “is to build death.” He quotes the Latin poets: Prima, quae vitam dedi — Simone de Beauvoir, The Ethics of Ambiguity
As joy dwindles with the yearsI wistfully recallWhen the christmas treeLooked ten feet tallAnd the presents under itSeem — Justin Wetch, Bending The Universe