Better hope deferred than none.
Fail, fail again, fail better.
Suffering is the main condition of the artistic experience.
We are all born; some remain so.
Vladimir: Did I ever leave you? Estragon: You let me go.
I donโt like animals. Itโs a strange thing, I donโt like men and I donโt like animals. As for God, he is beginning to disgust me.