What a crowd in Whitefriars Lane!
Come, good folks, to Whitefriars Lane,
Come to see the merry show!
The headsman rose at the crack of dawn,
He’d a long day’s work at hand,
Chopping heads off generals,
Priests and peers and admirals (209)
ESTELLE: Oh, how I loathe you! [She sobs tearlessly]
GARCIN: Nothing doing. Tears don't flow in this place. (338-9)
GARCIN: Well, I, anyhow, can feel sorry for you, too. Look at me, we're naked, naked right through, and I can see into your heart. That's one link between us. Do you think I'd want to hurt you? I don't regret anything, I'm dried up, too. But for you I can still feel pity. (369)