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.
POZZO: I am blind. (Silence.) ESTRAGON: Perhaps he can see into the future.
What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.
What are we doing here, that is the question.
But I know what darkness is, it accumulates, thickens, then suddenly bursts and drowns everything.
There are two moments worthwhile in writing, the one when you start and the other when you throw it in the waste-paper basket.