E: Well, shall we go?V: Yes, let's go.(They do not move)

To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.

We always find something, eh Didi, to let us think we exist?

The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.

The more people I meet the happier I become.

POZZO:I am blind.(Silence.)ESTRAGON:Perhaps he can see into the future.

ESTRAGON: Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me!VLADIMIR: Did I ever leave you?ESTRAGON: You let me go.

(Looking at the tree) Pity we haven't got a bit of rope.

In an instant all will vanish and we'll be alone once more, in the midst of nothingness.

VLADIMIR: Moron!ESTRAGON: Vermin!VLADIMIR: Abortion!ESTRAGON: Morpion!VLADIMIR: Sewer-rat!ESTRAGON: Curate!VLADIMIR: C

[In the Universe it may be that] Primitive life is very common and intelligent life is fairly rare. Some would say it has yet to occur on Earth.

Silence is the communing of a conscious soul with itself.

In the mythic schema of all relations between men and women, man proposes, and woman is disposed of.

We've said to the Iranians all along . . . we still remain open to diplomacy. But it's been very clear that the Iranians don't want to engage with us.

In harmony with cosmic sea, true love needs no company. It can cure the soul, it can make it whole, if dogs run free.

But we've got to work. We can't just live on reputations at all - by any means.

Biochemically, love is just like eating large amounts of chocolate.

It's a very different bond, siblings and friends. And I just - I wanted that huge family, just to surround me, be surrounded by.

Contact lenses make me miserable, as soon as I put them in. That's what creates the pouting and brooding character.

Even though I like looking good - don't get me wrong - but if I don't want to, I don't have to.