Estragon: Nothing To Be Done.

It's Impossible I Should Have A Mind And I Have One

We Have Time To Grow Old. The Air Is Full Of Our Cries. But Habit Is A Great Deadener.

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!

All I Want To Do Is Sit On My Ass And Fart And Think Of Dante.

It Was The Only Way To Progress, To Stop.