General, your bomber is powerful. It flies faster than a storm and carries more than an elephant. But it has one defect: It needs a mechanic. General, man is very useful. He can fly and he can kill. But he has one defect: He can think.
BERTOLT BRECHTFirebugs dragging their gasoline bottles are approaching the Academy of Arts, with a grin. And so, instead of embracing them, let us demand the freedom of the elbow to knock the bottles out of their filthy hands.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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You don’t need to pray to God any more when there are storms in the sky, but you do have to be insured.
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It’s never too late for those whose time has come.
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I Who live in Los Angeles and not in London Find, on thinking about Hell, that it must be Still more like Los Angeles.
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For the task assigned them Men aren’t smart enough or sly Any rogue can blind them With a clever lie.
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None will improve your lot If you yourself do not.
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Impact lies in the vicinity of mistakes.
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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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What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?
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Sometimes it’s more important to be human, than to have good taste.
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No one can be good for long if goodness is not in demand.
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Come in, dear wind, and be our guest You too have neither home nor rest.
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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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Go make yourself a plan And be a shining light. Then make yourself a second plan, For neither will come right.
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Writers can’t write as fast as governments make wars; because to write demands thinking.
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Boy Meets Girl, So What?
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