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.
Samuel BeckettThey give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.
Samuel BeckettThe tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.
Samuel Beckett