The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same i — Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
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The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh.

— Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot
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