We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.
BERTOLT BRECHTThose who have had no share in the good fortunes of the mighty Often have a share in their misfortunes.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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Hungry man, reach for the book: it is a weapon.
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Don’t be afraid of death so much as an inadequate life.
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With drooping shoulders The majority sit hunched, their foreheads furrowed like Stony ground that has been repeatedly ploughed-up to no purpose.
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In my view, the great and complicated things that go on in the world cannot be adequately recognized by people who do not use every possible aid to understanding.
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When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.
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When the leaders speak of peace, the common folk know war is coming.
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Art and science coincide insofar as both aim to improve the lives of men and women.
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Show them the red tail of a comet, fill them with black terror, and they will all come running out of their houses and break their legs. But tell them one sensible proposition, and support it with seven reasons, and they will simply laugh in your face.
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Schoenberg is too melodious for me, too sweet.
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There are men who struggle for a day and they are good. There are men who struggle for a year and they are better. There are men who struggle many years, and they are better still. But there are those who struggle all their lives: These are the indispensable ones.
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War is like love, it always finds a way.
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Of all the works of man I like best Those which have been used. The copper pots with their dents and flattened edges The knives and forks whose wooden handles Have been worn away by many hands: such forms Seemed to me the noblest.
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What a miserable thing life is: you’re in clover; only the clover isn’t good enough.
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I don’t like where I’m going and I don’t like where I’ve been. Why am I in a hurry?
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You may proclaim, good sirs, your fine philosophy But till you feed us, right and wrong can wait!
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