Κάθε λέξη είναι ένας άχρηστος λεκές στη σιωπή και στο τίποτα.

“It is suicide to be abroad. But what is it to be at home? A lingering dissoluti…”

“It was she made me acquainted with love. She went by the peaceful name of Ruth …”

“ESTRAGON: Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me!VL…”

“When you're in the shit up to your neck, there's nothing left to do but sing.”