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.

Words fail, there are times when even they fail.

The loss of my sight was a great fillip. If I could go deaf and dumb I think I might pant on to be a hundred.

No painting is more replete than Mondrian's.

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.

If I was dead, I wouldn't know I was dead. That's the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.

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 scorn, not a lust, not a hope, not a fear, not a smile, not a tear, not a name, not a face, no time, no place...that I do not regret, exceedingly. An ordure, from beginning to end.