Two in distressmake sorrow less.
I can't go on. I'll go on.
Words fail, there are times when even they fail.
What is this love that more than all the cursed deadly or any other of its great movers so moves the soul and soul what is this soul that more than by any of its great movers is by love so moved?
With all this darkness round me I feel less alone.
Vladimir: I don't understand. Estragon: Use your intelligence, can't you? Vladimir uses his intelligence. Vladimir: (finally) I remain in the dark.