Mixing one’s wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.
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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When the house of a great one collapses Many little ones are slain.
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Because things are the way they are, things will not stay the way they are.
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Those who take the most from the table, teach contentment. Those for whom the taxes are destined, demand sacrifice. Those who eat their fill, speak to the hungry, of wonderful times to come. Those who lead the country into the abyss, call ruling difficult, for ordinary folk.
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Little changes are the enemies of great changes.
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Then I will tell you something. I do not believe in it. Forty years among men has consistently taught me that they are not amenable to commonsense.
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The finest plans are always ruined by the littleness of those who ought to carry them out, for emperor himself can actually be nothing.
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For time flows on, and if it did not, it would be a bad prospect for those who do not sit at golden tables.
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We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.
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For art to be ‘unpolitical’ means only to ally itself with the ‘ruling’ group.
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When something seems ‘the most obvious thing in the world’ it means that any attempt to understand the world has been given up.
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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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The headlong stream is termed violent But the river bed hemming it in is Termed violent by no one.
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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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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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I am a playwright. I show What I have seen. In the man markets I have seen how men are traded. That I show, I, the playwright.
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