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“What is certain is this, that I never rested in that way again, my feet obscenely resting on the earth, my arms on the handlebars and on my arms my head, rocking and abandoned. It is indeed a delporable sight, a deplorable example, for the people, who so need to be encouraged, in their bitter toil, and to have before their eyes manifestations of strength only, of courage and joy, without which they might collapse, at the end of the day, and roll on the ground.”

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Book:Molloy
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“You lean back against the door with bowed head making ready to set out. By the time you open your eyes your feet have disappeared and the skirt of your great coat come to rest on the surface of the snow. The dark scene seems lit from below. You see yourself at the last outset leaning against the door with closed eyes waiting for the word from you to go. To be gone.Then the snowlit scene. You lie in the dark with closed eyes and see yourself there as described making ready to strike out and away across the expanse of light. You hear again the click of the door pulled gently to and the silence before the steps can start. Next thing you are on your way across the white pasture afrolic with lambs in spring and strewn with red placantae.”

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Book:Nohow On: Company, Ill Seen Ill Said, Worstward Ho
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“que ferais-je sans ce monde que ferais-je sans ce monde sans visage sans questions où être ne dure qu'un instant où chaque instant verse dans le vide dans l'oubli d'avoir été sans cette onde où à la fin corps et ombre ensemble s'engloutissent que ferais-je sans ce silence gouffre des murmures haletant furieux vers le secours vers l'amour sans ce ciel qui s'élève sur la poussieère de ses lests que ferais-je je ferais comme hier comme aujourd'hui regardant par mon hublot si je ne suis pas seul à errer et à virer loin de toute vie dans un espace pantin sans voix parmi les voix enfermées avec moi Translation... what would I do without this world what would I do without this world faceless incurious where to be lasts but an instant where every instant spills in the void the ignorance of having been without this wave where in the end body and shadow together are engulfed what would I do without this silence where the murmurs die the pantings the frenzies towards succour towards love without this sky that soars above its ballast dust what would I do what I did yesterday and the day before peering out of my deadlight looking for another wandering like me eddying far from all the living in a convulsive space among the voices voiceless that throng my hiddenness”

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Book:Collected Poems in English and French
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“Estragon:-¿Cuál es nuestro papel en este asunto? Vladimir:-¿Nuestro papel? Estragon:-Tómate tiempo. Vladimir:-¿Nuestro papel? El del suplicante. Estragon:-¿Hasta este extremo? Vladimir: ¿El señor tiene exigencias que hacer valer? Estragon:-¿Ya no tenemos derechos? (Risa de Vladimir, quien se reprime como antes. Mismos gestos, salvo la sonrisa) Vladimir:-Me harías reír si me estuviera permitido. Estragon:-¿Los hemos perdido? Vladimir (con claridad):-Los hemos vendido.”

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Book:Waiting for Godot
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“Vladimir:-Cuando uno piensa, oye. Estragon:-Cierto. Vladimir:-Y eso impide reflexionar. Estragon:-Claro. Vladimir:-Impide pensar. Estragon:-De todos modos se piensa. Vladimir:-¡Qué va!, resulta imposible. Estragon:-Eso es, contradigámonos. Vladimir: Imposible. Estragon:-¿Tú crees? Vladimir:-Ya no nos arriesgamos a pensar. Estragon:-Entonces, ¿De qué nos lamentamos?”

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Book:Waiting for Godot
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