Nothing Is Funnier Than Unhappiness.

It Was The Only Way To Progress, To Stop.

My Life, My Life, Now I Speak Of It As Of Something Over, Now As Of A Joke Which Still Goes On, And It Is Neither, For At The Same Time It Is Over And It Goes On, And Is There Any Tense For That? Watch Wound And Buried By The Watchmaker, Before He Died, Whose Ruined Works Will One Day Speak Of God, To The Worms.

How Do You Manage It, She Said, At Your Age? I Told Her I'd Been Saving Up For Her All My Life.

What Do I Know Of Man's Destiny? I Could Tell You More About Radishes.

Estragon: Nothing To Be Done.