What Do We Do Now, Now That

The Only Thing You Must Never Speak Of Is Your Happiness.

The Whisky Bears A Grudge Against The Decanter.

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.

Vladimir: What Do They Say? Estragon: They Talk About Their Lives. Vladimir: To Have Lived Is Not Enough For Them. Estragon: They Have To Talk About It.

We Have Time To Grow Old. The Air Is Full Of Our Cries. But Habit Is A Great Deadener.