Expect the unexpected

“I thought I was free to say any old thing, so long as I didn’t go silent. Then I said to myself that after all it wasn’t any old thing, the thing I was saying, that it might well be the thing demanded of me, assuming something was being demanded of me… I did what I could, a thing beyond my strength, and often for exhaustion I gave up doing it, and yet it went on being done, the voice being heard, the voice which could not be mine, since I had gone left, and yet which could only be mine, since I could not go silent, and since I was alone, in a place where no voice could reach me. Yes, in my life, since we must call it so, there were three things, the inability to speak, the inability to be silent, and solitude, that’s what I’ve had to make the best of. Yes, now I can speak of my life”.

Samuel Beckett, L'Innommable.