Waiting for Godot Quotes

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.

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

Je suis comme ça. Ou j'oublie tout de suite ou je n'oublie jamais."Samuel BECKETT, En attendant GodotI'm like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.

Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It's awful.

Vladimir: Did I ever leave you?Estragon: You let me go.

Let's go." "We can't." "Why not?" "We're waiting for Godot.

There’s man all over for you, blaming on his boots the faults of his feet.

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

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.

Estragon: I'm like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.

Estragon: People are bloody ignorant apes.

They give birth astride of a grave, the light gleams an instant, then it's night once more.

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.

Vladimir: I don't understand. Estragon: Use your intelligence, can't you? Vladimir uses his intelligence. Vladimir: (finally) I remain in the dark.

POZZO:I am blind.(Silence.)ESTRAGON:Perhaps he can see into the future.

Estragon: Nothing to be done.

Estragon: What about hanging ourselves?Vladimir: Hmm. It'd give us an erection.

To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.

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. Let us not then speak ill of our generation, it is not any unhappier than its predecessors.

There is man in his entirety, blaming his shoe when his foot is guilty.

We always find something, eh Didi, to let us think we exist?

That's how it is on this bitch of an earth.

I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.

The essential doesn't change.

There's no lack of void.

Was I sleeping, while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now? Tomorrow, when I wake, or think I do, what shall I say of today? That with Estragon my friend, at this place, until the fall of night, I waited for Godot?

We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.

Pozzo: I don't seem to be able...(long hesitation) to depart.Estragon: Such is life.

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

Vladimir: That passed the time.Estragon: It would have passed in any case.Vladimir: Yes, but not so rapidly.

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 always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist?VLADIMIR: (impatiently). Yes, yes, we’re magicians. But let us persevere in what we have resolved, before we forget.

Will night never come?

How is it that of the four Evangelists only one speaks of a thief being save. The four of them were there-or therabouts-and only one speaks of a thief being saved.

All I know is that the hours are long... and constrain us to beguile them with proceedings which ... may at first sight seem reasonable, until they become a habit.

(Looking at the tree) Pity we haven't got a bit of rope.

In an instant all will vanish and we'll be alone once more, in the midst of nothingness.

Who am I to tell my private nightmares to if I can’t tell them to you?

On trouve toujours quelque chose, hein, Didi, pour nous donner l'impression d'exister?

We should turn resolutely towards Nature.

To every man his little cross. (He sighs.) Till he dies. (Afterthought.) And is forgotten.

Let's hang ourselves immediately!

From the meanest creature one departs wiser, richer, more conscious of one's blessings.

People are bloody ignorant apes.

There's man all over for you, blaming on his boots the faults of his feet.

He imagines that when I see him indefatigable I'll regret my decision. Such is his miserable scheme. As though I were short of slaves!

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.

Estragon: I remember the maps of the Holy Land. Coloured they were. Very pretty. The Dead Sea was pale blue. The very look of it made me thirsty. That's where we'll go, I used to say, that's where we'll go for our honeymoon. We'll swim. We'll be happy.

VLADIMIR: Well? What do we do?ESTRAGON: Don't let's do anything. It's safer.

The more people I meet the happier I become.