Waiting for Godot

by Samuel Beckett

ESTRAGON: Well, shall we go? VLADIMIR: Yes, let’s go. They do not move. Curtain

VLADIMIR: Say something! ESTRAGON: I’m trying.

ESTRAGON: We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist? VLADIMIR: (impatiently). Yes yes, we’re magicians.

Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we personally are needed.

Was I sleeping, while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now?

At me too someone is looking, of me too someone is saying, He is sleeping, he knows nothing, let him sleep on.