لو استطعت استخدام جسدي لألقيت به من النافذه ، معرفتي بعجزي هي التي تشجعني على مثل هذا التفكير .

“Clov: Why this farce, day after day? Hamm: Routine. One never knows. [Pause.] L…”

“When are they going to stop making me mean more than I say?”

“To have been always what I am - and so changed from what I was.”

“there is [...]a last even of last times of sayingif you do not love me I shall …”