I Had Little Talent For Happiness.

Estragon: I Can't Go On Like This. Vladimir: That's What You Think.

Estragon: Nothing To Be Done.

It Sometimes Happens And Will Sometimes Happen Again That I Forget Who I Am And Strut Before My Eyes, Like A Stranger.

Then I Went Back Into The House And Wrote, It Is Midnight. The Rain Is Beating On The Windows. It Was Not Midnight. It Was Not Raining.

All Mankind Is Us, Whether We Like It Or Not.