That Penny Farthing Hell You Call Your

I Could Not Have Gone Through The Awful Wretched Mess Of Life Without Having Left A Stain Upon The Silence.

To Restore Silence Is The Role Of Objects.

Pozzo: I Am Blind. (silence.) Estragon: Perhaps He Can See Into The Future.

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.

Mysterious Affair, Electricity.