We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.
BERTOLT BRECHTWhen the leaders speak of peace, the common folk know war is coming.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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It is not enough to demand insight and informative images of reality from the theater. Our theater must stimulate a desire for understanding, a delight in changing reality.
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For once you must try not to shirk the facts: mankind is kept alive by bestial acts.
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The first time it was reported that our friends were being butchered there was a cry of horror. Then a hundred were butchered. But when a thousand were butchered and there was no end to the butchery, a blanket of silence spread.
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For what’s the use of talking with a man who has a disease and thinks about the stars?
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You can make a fresh start with your final breath.
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The shrill voices of those who give orders Are full of fear like the squeakings of Piglets awaiting the butcher’s knife, as their fat arses Sweat with anxiety in their office chairs…. Fear rules not only those who are ruled, but The rulers too.
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Who built the seven gates of Thebes? In the books are listed the names of kings. Did the kings heave up the building blocks?
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Hungry man, reach for the book: it is a weapon.
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Reality changes; in order to represent it, modes of representation must also change. Nothing comes from nothing; the new comes from the old, but that is why it is new.
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Writers can’t write as fast as governments make wars; because to write demands thinking.
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Pleasures First look from morning’s window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons
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Alas,we who wanted kindness, could not be kind ourselves.
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I opened the man’s skull and messed about with his brains. I saw how they patched fellows up, so as to cart them back to the Front as quickly as they could.
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The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What’s left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.
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Oh! Moon of Alabama We now must say good-bye We’ve lost our good old mama And must have whiskey Oh, you know why!
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