I shall state silences more competently than ever a better man spangled the butterflies of vertigo.

The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.

But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.

I, of whom I know nothing, I know my eyes are open, because of the tears that pour from them unceasingly.

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.

Unhappy, but not unhappy enough.

What is that unforgettable line?