The finest plans are always ruined by the littleness of those who ought to carry them out, for emperor himself can actually be nothing.
BERTOLT BRECHTThere are times when you have to choose between being human and having good taste.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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When the leaders speak of peace, the common folk know war is coming.
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The alienation effect in German epic theater is achieved not only through the actors, but also through music (chorus and song) andsets (transparencies, film strips, etc.). Its main purpose is to place the staged events in their historical context.
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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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What kind of times are they, when A talk about trees is almost a crime Because it implies silence about so many horrors?
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Boy Meets Girl, So What?
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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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Though the rich of this earth find no difficulty in creating misery, they can’t bear to see it.
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What is the robbing of a bank compared to the founding of a bank?
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Intelligence is not to make no mistakes, but quickly to see how to make them good.
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General, your tank is a powerful vehicle It smashes down forests and crushes a hundred men. But it has one defect: It needs a driver.
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What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?
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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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Here today we huddle tight As the darkest heathens might The snow falls chilly on our skin The snow is forcing its way in. Hush, snow, come in with us to dwell: We were thrown out by Heaven as well.
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The mobilization order is already written out. Every day, to earn my daily bread I go to the market where lies are bought Hopefully I take up my place among the sellers.
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You can’t write poems about trees when the woods are full of policemen.
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