In reality I said nothing at all, but I heard a murmur, something gone wrong with the silence, and I pricked up my ears, like an animal I imagine, which gives a start and pretends...

Poets are the sense, philosophers­­ the intelligence­­ of humanity.

Vladimir, be reasonable, you haven’t yet tried everything. And I resumed the struggle.

I do nothing, with as little shame as satisfaction. It is the state that suits me best. I write the odd poem when it is there, that is the only thing worth doing. There is...

Words are the clothes thoughts wear.

The tears stream down my cheeks from my unblinking eyes. What makes me weep so? There is nothing saddening here. Perhaps it is liquefied brain.

que ferais-je sans ce monde que ferais-je sans ce monde sans visage sans questionsoù être ne dure qu’un instant où chaque instantverse dans le vide dans l’oubli d’avoir étésans cette onde où à la fincorps...

Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we personally are needed. Others would meet the case equally well, if not better....

But we know that we are no longer the same, and not only know that we are no longer the same, but know in what we are no longer the same, you wiser but not...

CLOV:Do you believe in the life to come?HAMM:Mine was always that.

Was I asleep? Had I slept?

The earth makes a sound as of sighs and the last drops fall from the emptied cloudless sky. A small boy, stretching out his hands and looking up at the blue sky, asked his mother...

It is suicide to be abroad. But what it is to be at home, … what it is to be at home? A lingering dissolution.

To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.

A cheval sur une tombe et une naissance difficile. Du fond du trou, rêveusement, le fossoyeur applique ses fers. On a le temps de vieillir. L’air est plein de nos cris.

ESTRAGON: Don’t touch me! Don’t question me! Don’t speak to me! Stay with me!VLADIMIR: Did I ever leave you?ESTRAGON: You let me go.

The new light above my table is a great improvement. With all this darkness around me I feel less alone. (Pause.) In a way. (Pause.) I love to get up and move about in it,...

HAMM:Scoundrel! Why did you engender me?NAGG:I didn’t know.HAMM:What? What didn’t you know?NAGG:That it’d be you.(Pause.)

Ada: And why life? (Pause.) Why life, Henry? (Pause.) Is there anyone about?Henry: Not a living soul.Ada: I thought as much. (Pause.) When we longed to have it to ourselves there was always someone. Now...

Estragon: They’re too bigVladimir: Perhaps you’ll have socks some day

In the name of Bacon will you chicken me up that egg.Shall I swallow cave-phantoms?

How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I’d been saving up for her all my life.

Personally of course I regret everything.Not a word, not a deed, not a thought, not a need,not a grief, not a joy, not a girl, not a boy,not a doubt, not a trust, not a...

Friendship, according to Proust, is the negation of that irremediable solitude to which every human being is condemned.

Henry: I usen’t to need anyone, just to myself, stories, there was a great one about an old fellow called Bolton, I never finished it, I never finished any of them, I never finished anything,...

There are two moments worthwhile in writing, the one when you start and the other when you throw it in the waste-paper basket.

Lo que hay que evitar, no sé por qué, es el espíritu de sistema.

The creation of the world did not take place once and for all time, but takes place every day.

The more people I meet the happier I become.

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...

VLADIMIR: (after a moment of bewilderment). We’ll see when the time comes. (Pause.) I was saying that things have changed here since yesterday.ESTRAGON: Everything oozes.VLADIMIR: Look at the tree.ESTRAGON: It’s never the same pus from...

As it is with the love of the body, so with the friendship of the mind, the full is only reached by admittance to the most retired places.

All of old. Nothing else ever. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Gimdyti apsižergus kapą ir kančiose gimti. Duobėje duobkasys svajingai tvarkosi įrankius. Lieka laiko susenti. Ore skamba mūsų riksmai.

I can’t go on, I’ll go on.

If you do not love me I shall not be loved. If I do not love you I shall not love.

VLADIMIR: Moron!ESTRAGON: Vermin!VLADIMIR: Abortion!ESTRAGON: Morpion!VLADIMIR: Sewer-rat!ESTRAGON: Curate!VLADIMIR: Cretin!ESTRAGON: (with finality). Crritic!VLADIMIR: Oh!He wilts, vanquished, and turns away.

The only sin is the sin of being born

I happened to look up and there it was. All over and done with, at last. I sat on for a few moments with the ball in my hand and the dog yelping and pawing...

Memory and Habit are attributes of the Time cancer. They control the most simple Proustian episode, and an understanding of their mechanism must precede any particular analysis of their application.