The essential is to go on squirming forever at the end of the line, as long as there are waters and banks and ravening in heaven asporting God to plague his creature, per pro his chosen shits.

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

The end of a life is always vivifying.

Estragon: Nothing to be done.

If by Godot I had meant God I would have said God, and not Godot.

We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.

The only thing you must never speak of is your happiness.