Not to want to say, not to know what you want to say, not to be able to say what you think you want to say, and never to stop saying, or hardly ever, that is the thing to keep in mind, even in the heat of composition.

The bicycle is a great good. But it can turn nasty, if ill employed.

It's a rare thing not to have been bonny-- once.

It was the only way to progress, to stop.

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

HAMM: We're not beginning to... to... mean something? CLOV: Mean something! You and I, mean something! (Brief laugh.) Ah that's a good one!

To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.