There Is Man In His Entirety, Blaming

Our Vulgar Perception Is Not Concerned With Other Than Vulgar Phenomena.

Estragon: Nothing To Be Done.

Love, That Is All I Asked, A Little Love, Daily, Twice Daily, Fifty Years Of Twice Daily Love Like A Paris Horse-butcher's Regular, What Normal Woman Wants Affection?

How Do You Manage It, She Said, At Your Age? I Told Her I'd Been Saving Up For Her All My Life.

My Notes Have A Curious Tendency, As I Realize At Last, To Annihilate All They Purport To Record.