Noteworthy Quotes from Waiting for Godot
We wait. We are bored. No, don’t protest, we are bored to death, there’s no denying it.
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops.
Let’s go. We can’t. Why not? We’re waiting for Godot.
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
The essential doesn’t change.
One day, we’ll go away together and find a better place. Maybe try to forget.
Yesterday I was no better than a dog, and yet you recognized me!
Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, it’s awful!
I can’t go on like this. That’s what you think.
We are all born mad. Some remain so.
You’re on earth. There’s no cure for that.
I’m like that. Either I forget immediately or I never forget.
I don’t seem to be able… (long hesitation) to depart.
Birth was the death of him.
The only thing that matters is to hold our ground.
We wait, we wait.
Nothing is certain when you’re about.
We always find something, eh Didi, to give us the impression we exist?
It’s not every day that we are needed.
What do you expect, sucking bloody lollipops? You don’t respect yourself.
Evil is insolent and strong; beauty enchanting but rare; goodness very apt to be weak; folly very apt to be defiant; wickedness to carry the day; imbeciles to be in great places, people of sense in small, and mankind generally unhappy.
Let’s go… we can’t… why not? We’re waiting for Godot.
Was I sleeping, while the others suffered? Am I sleeping now.
What do we do now? Wait. Yes, but while waiting.
God are cruel. Sometimes they are boons.
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops.
Do you love this woman? I love all men.
Nobody comes, nobody goes, it’s awful!
Is there anyone else here? No one but the four of us.
Nothing is funnier than unhappiness.
I can’t tell if this is getting better or worse, but it feels the same.
Let’s wait and see what he says.
I am his informant and all who need to know are informed.
It would have been better if none of this had ever happened.
It’s true, there was a time, happy time.
We’re not saints, but we have kept our appointment.
Shall I sing? Go ahead. Jean-Jean…Sam-Sam… Pipo…
The world is full of idiots, born and dying for no reason.
It’s not up to you to tell me what I am.
Crucifixion. Good. Out of the beckett.
There’s man all over for you, blaming on his boots the fault of his feet.
Was I sleeping, while the others suffered?
I’ll never forget this.
You’ve put me off! Still? By me?
Nothing’s certain. We can’t go on like this.
That’s how they speak. Speak for yourself.
I’m warming up my voice. Blathering about nothing.
We are not members of any organized party. We are the entertainers.
The person it wrecks, it seems.
Yes, but I can’t go on like this.