A kind of strange oblivion has overspread me, so that I know not what has become of the last year, and perceive that incidents and intelligence pass over me without leaving any impression.
--Samuel Johnson
More and more my language appears to me like a veil which one has to tear apart in order to get those things (or the nothingness) lying behind it.
--Samuel Beckett
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