The Bicycle Is A Great Good. But

What Are We Doing Here, That Is The Question.

[t]he Syndrome Known As Life Is Too Diffuse To Admit Of Palliation. For Every Symptom That Is Eased, Another Is Made Worse. The Horse Leech's Daughter Is A Closed System. Her Quantum Of Wantum Cannot Vary.

Don’t Wait To Be Hunted To Hide, That Was Always My Motto.

Estragon: Nothing To Be Done.

Friendship, According To Proust, Is The Negation Of That Irremediable Solitude To Which Every Human Being Is Condemned.