Estragon: Nothing To Be Done.

Absolute Virtue Is As Sure To Kill A Man As Absolute Vice Is, Let Alone The Dullness Of It And The Pomposities Of It.

If You Do Not Love Me I Shall Not Be Loved If I Do Not Love You I Shall Not Love.

I Have Nothing But Wastes And Wilds Of Self-translation Before Me For Many Miserable Months To Come.

Abode Where Lost Bodies Roam Each Searching For Its Lost One.

There Is Man In His Entirety, Blaming His Shoe When His Foot Is Guilty.