P.S. Jim White's encounter with the "bum" in Tompkins Square Park is an exercise in absurdism that Beckett obviously appreciated.

Interesting how Beckett chose to write in French. Apparently writng in a language other than his native tongue forced an economy with words on him that he otherwise would not have enjoyed. He said something to that effect in an interview once.

And finally, you gotta love a songwirter who can make words like these work extremely well in a song:

Sometimes you throw yourself into the sea of faith Only to have the sharks of doubt devour you. Sometimes you throw yourself into the sea of faith, To find the treasure lost in the shipwreck inside of you. -Jim White, "10 Miles To Go On A Nine Mile Road," No Such Place