Estragon: Nothing to be done.

They never lynch children, babies, no matter what they do they are whitewashed in advance.

Have you not done tormenting me with your accursed time! It's abominable! When! When! One day, is that not enough for you, one day he went dumb, one day I went blind, one day we'll go deaf, one day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second, is that not enough for you? They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.

To restore silence is the role of objects.

Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go.

What do we do now, now that we are happy?

Lick your neighbor as yourself!