Vladimir: What do we do now?Estragon: Wait.Vladimir: Yes, but while waiting.Estragon: What about hanging ourselves?Vladimir: Hmm. It'd give us an erection.Estragon: (highly excited). An erection!Vladi...
We are no longer the same, you wiser but not sadder, and I sadder but not wiser, for wiser I could hardly become without grave personal inconvenience, whereas sorrow is a thing you can keep adding to...
We should turn resolutely towards Nature.
We spend our life, it's ours, trying to bring together in the same instant a ray of sunshine and a free bench...
Weary with my weariness, white last moon, sole regret, not even. To be dead, before her, on her, with her, and turn, dead on dead, about poor mankind, and never have to die anymore, from among the liv...
What goes by the name of love is banishment, with now and then a postcard from the homeland, such is my considered opinion, this evening. When she had finished and my self been resumed, mine own, the...
Who am I to tell my private nightmares to if I can’t tell them to you?
Yes, I feel the moment has come for me to look back, if I can, and take my bearings, if I am to go on. If only I knew what I had been saying. Bah, no need to worry, it can only have been one thing, th...
Yes, I know they are words, there was a time I didn’t, as I still don’t know if they are mine.
Yes, there is no denying it, any longer, it is not you who are dead, but all the others. So you get up and go to your mother, who thinks she is alive. That's my impression. But now I shall have to get...
Yes, there is no good pretending, it is hard to leave everything. The horror-worn eyes linger abject on all they have beseeched so long, in a last prayer, the true prayer at last, the one that asks fo...
[H]aving heard, or more probably read somewhere, in the days when I thought I would be well advised to educate myself, or amuse myself, or stupefy myself, or kill time, that when a man in a forest thi...
All I hear leave out more leave out all hear no more lie there in my arms the ancient without end me we're talking of me without end that buries all mankind to the last cunt they'd be good moments in...
Saying againif you do not teach me I shall not learnsaying again there is a lasteven of last timeslast times of begginglast times of lovingof knowing not knowing pretendinga last even of last times of...
The churn of stale words in the heart againlove love love thud of the old plunger
الكلمات والصور تعربد مسرعة في رأسي وتندمج فتختلط مع أنفاسي.وحين أخرج أنفاسي تملأ الغرفة بضجيجها،مع إنه صدري لا يتحرك إلا كطفل نائم.
… all that matters is how to rise, for you are half out of your mind.
: Sometimes I am wrong. () But not often. () Sometimes all is over, for the day, all done, all said, all ready for the night, and the day not over, far from over, the night not ready, far, far from re...
Looking at the tree) Pity we haven't got a bit of rope.
: أحس بالظلام القديم يتجمع ، والعزلة تستعد ، فيهما أعرف ذاتي ، ونداء المجهول النبيل ، شديد الجبن ، يجب أن أتجنب النظر إلى ذاتي .
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