"How long have I been here, what a question, I've often wondered. And often I could answer, An hour, a month, a year, a century, depending on what I meant by here, and me, and being, and there I never went looking for extravagant meanings, there I never much varied, only the here would sometimes seem to vary."

Source: Samuel Beckett (1995). “The Complete Short Prose, 1929-1989”, p.101, Grove Press