Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm in my right mind. Then it passes off and I'm as intelligent as ever.

HAMM: We're not beginning to... to... mean something? CLOV: Mean something! You and I, mean something! (Brief laugh.) Ah that's a good one!

Poets are the sense, philosophers­­ the intelligence­­ of humanity.

But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late!

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.

My characters have nothing. I'm working with impotence, ignorance... that whole zone of being that has always been set aside by artists as something unusable - something by definition incompatible with art.