“Estragon: Suppose we repented.Vladimir: Repented what?Estragon: Oh...(He reflects.) We wouldn’t have to go into the details.Vladimir: Our being born?”

“estragon: we lost our rights?vladimir: we got rid of them.”

“ESTRAGON: I can't go on like this.VLADIMIR: That's what you think.”

“ESTRAGON: Do you think God sees me? VLADIMIR: You must close your eyes. Estragon closes his eyes, staggers worse. ESTRAGON: (stopping, brandishing his fists, at the top of his voice.) God have pity on me! VLADIMIR: (vexed). And me? ESTRAGON: On me! On me! Pity! On me!”

“ESTRAGON: Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me!VLADIMIR: Did I ever leave you?ESTRAGON: You let me go.”

“Estragon: Nothing to be done.”

“Estragon: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist?Vladimir: Yes, yes, we're magicians.”