VLADIMIR: I missed you . . . and at the same time I was happy. Isn't that a strange thing?ESTRAGON: (shocked). Happy?VLADIMIR: Perhaps it's not quite the right word.ESTRAGON: And now?VLADIMIR: Now? . . . (Joyous.) There you are again . . . (Indifferent.) There we are again. . .(Gloomy.) There I am again.

How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I'd been saving up for her all my life.

I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up and down, and from side to side.(Pause. Krapp's lips move. No sound.)Past midnight. Never knew such silence. The earth might be uninhabited.

Ada: And why life? (Pause.) Why life, Henry? (Pause.) Is there anyone about?Henry: Not a living soul.Ada: I thought as much. (Pause.) When we longed to have it to ourselves there was always someone. Now that it does not matter the place is deserted.

I happened to look up and there it was. All over and done with, at last. I sat on for a few moments with the ball in my hand and the dog yelping and pawing at me. (Pause.) Moments. Her moments, my moments (Pause.) The dog's moments.

If you do not love me I shall not be loved. If I do not love you I shall not love.

A mug's game in my opinion and tiring on top of that, in the long run. But I lent myself to it with a good enough grace, knowing it was love, for she had told me so.

they comedifferent and the samewith each it is different and the samewith each the absence of love is differentwith each the absence of love is the same

Nor did he think of Celia any more, though he could sometimes remember having dreamt of her. If only he had been able to think of her, he would not have needed to dream of her.