So maybe poeple have only read this one work. Maybe they don't get it. I respect anyone who puts foreward any idea on this play, but to dismiss it, because you think he wrote better is absurd. Hell, I think he wrote better works, but I will never in my life say for certain that I truly understand the purpose of this book. I will never understand, and I will never forget.
Nothing is always something.
But Hell, Not waiting for Godot is also waiting for Godot. Pozzo and Lucky exit. Make of it what you will. It is a masterpiece of seemingly clear cut ideas, but the only one who wouldn't understand this play is someone who could dismiss it a simple. Beckett is a master playwright, novelist, and poet because he never leaves you an answer that you can concretely prove or disprove.