All Has Not Been Said And Never

We Wait. We Are Bored. (he Throws Up His Hand.) No, Don't Protest, We Are Bored To Death, There's No Denying It. Good. A Diversion Comes Along And What Do We Do? We Let It Go To Waste. Come, Let's Get To Work! (he Advances Towards The Heap, Stops In His Stride.) In An Instant All Will Vanish And We'll Be Alone More, In The Midst Of Nothingness!

Ah, The Old Questions, The Old Answers, There's Nothing Like Them!

Love Requited Is A Short Circuit.

Tears And Laughter, They Are So Much Gaelic To Me.

Adulterers, Take Warning, Never Admit.