Nothing Is More Real Than Nothing.

Vladimir: Did I Ever Leave You? Estragon: You Let Me Go.

The Only Sin Is The Sin Of Being Born.

Fail, Fail Again, Fail Better.

Personally Of Course I Regret Everything. Not A Word, Not A Deed, Not A Thought, Not A Need, Not A Grief, Not A Joy, Not A Girl, Not A Boy, Not A Doubt, Not A Trust, Not A Scorn, Not A Lust, Not A Hope, Not A Fear, Not A Smile, Not A Tear, Not A Name, Not A Face, No Time, No Place...that I Do Not Regret, Exceedingly. An Ordure, From Beginning To End.

We Should Have Thought Of It When The World Was Young, In The Nineties.