Each Man Kills The Thing He Loves.

It's Always Good To Remember Where You Come From And Celebrate It. To Remember Where You Come From Is Part Of Where You're Going.

Senseless Violence Is A Prerogative Of Youth, Which Has Much Energy But Little Talent For The Constructive.

Then, Brothers, It Came. Oh, Bliss, Bliss And Heaven. I Lay All Nagoy To The Ceiling, My Gulliver On My Rookers On The Pillow, Glazzies Closed, Rot Open In Bliss, Slooshying The Sluice Of Lovely Sounds. Oh, It Was Gorgeousness And Gorgeosity Made Flesh.

When A Man Cannot Chose, He Ceases To Be A Man.

Beckett Does Not Believe In God, Though He Seems To Imply That God Has Committed An Unforgivable Sin By Not Existing.