The day you die is just like any other, only shorter.
Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was but that I was, forgot to be.
I want very much to be back in the caul, on my back in the dark forever.
Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go.
Never but the one matter. The dead and gone. The dying and going. From the word go.
People are bloody ignorant apes.