I Have Nothing But Wastes And Wilds

Dance First. Think Later. It's The Natural Order.

Estragon: What About Hanging Ourselves? Vladimir: Hmm. It'd Give Us An Erection.

Lick Your Neighbor As Yourself!

Nothing Matters But The Writing. There Has Been Nothing Else Worthwhile... A Stain Upon The Silence.

I Have Always Been Amazed At My Contemporaries’ Lack Of Finesse, I Whose Soul Writhed From Morning To Night, In The Mere Quest Of Itself.