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

I love order. It's my dream. A world where all would be silent and still, and each thing in its last place, under the last dust.

What goes by the name of love is banishment, with now and then a postcard from the homeland, such is my considered opinion, this evening.

Yes, I dont know why, but I have never been disappointed, and I often was in the early days, without feeling at the same time, or a moment later, an undeniable relief.

Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.

Silence, yes, but what silence! For it is all very fine to keep silence, but one has also to consider the kind of silence one keeps.

VLADIMIR: What do they say? ESTRAGON: They talk about their lives. VLADIMIR: To have lived is not enough for them. ESTRAGON: They have to talk about it.