“You may proclaim, good sirs, your fine philosophy But till you feed us, right and wrong can wait!”

If you join the rat race — you’re in the race of rats.

We attacked a foreign people and treated them like rebels. As you know, it’s all right to treat barbarians barbarically. It’s the desire to be barbaric that makes governments call their enemies barbarians.

Who struggles can fail. Who doesn’t struggle has already failed!

Even the most blockheaded bureaucrat, provided he loves peace, is a greater lover of the arts than any so-called art-lover who loves the arts of war.

Temptation to behave is terrible.

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.

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.

Poverty makes you wise but it’s a curse.

What’s breaking into a bank compared with founding a bank?

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.

If you wan to steal money, don’t rob a bank – open one.

Impact lies in the vicinity of mistakes.

General, man is very useful. He can fly and he can kill. But he has one defect: He can think.

When the leaders speak of peace, the common folk know war is coming.

It is easier to rob by setting up a bank than by holding up a bank clerk.

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.

The more defects a man may have, the older he is, the less lovable, the more resounding his success.

To live and die amongst foreigners may seem less absurd than to live persecuted or tortured by one’s fellow countrymen….

I ate too many Frosted Flakes. I don’t remember what I said last night.

There are worse things than a lie… I have found… that it may be well to choose one sin in order that another may be shunned.

I am a person who has many dreams. But as soon as I accomplish one, I move on to the next. That’s my fatal, absurd nature. Human beings are slaves to our dreams, and I am, too. Now I think I just want to share my musical proposal in its entire form.

We can become anything. That is why injustice is impossible here. There may be the accident of birth, there is no accident of death. Nothing forces us to remain what we were.

The world has turned over many times since I took the oath on the plain at West Point?but I still remember the refrain of one of the most popular ballads of that day which proclaimed most proudly that old soldiers never die; they just fade away.

Maybe law enforcement would like the ability to turn on the camera on your Mac.