Try Again. Fail Again. Try Better.

We Are Not Saints, But We Have Kept Our Appointment. How Many People Can Boast As Much?

I Shall State Silences More Competently Than Ever A Better Man Spangled The Butterflies Of Vertigo.

God Is Love. Yes Or No? No.

Estragon: What About Hanging Ourselves? Vladimir: Hmm. It'd Give Us An Erection.

Over, Over, There Is A Soft Place In My Heart For All That Is Over, No, For The Being Over, Words Have Been My Only Loves, Not Many.