To live means to finesse the processes to which one is subjugated.
BERTOLT BRECHTWho has good luck is good, Who has bad luck is bad.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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Our audience must experience not only the ways to free Prometheus, but be schooled in the very desire to free him. Theater must teach all the pleasures and joys of discovery, all the feelings of triumph associated with liberation.
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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.
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When the house of a great one collapses Many little ones are slain.
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To those who does not know the world is on fire, I have nothing to say.
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People cannot remain good unless good is expected of them.
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The aim of science is not to open the door to infinite wisdom, but to set a limit to infinite error.
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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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Their peace and their war Are like wind and storm. War grows from their peace.
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Alas,we who wanted kindness, could not be kind ourselves.
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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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I’m in good form, taking no interest in things, neglecting clothes, meals, company, and feeling calm and stable as I write.
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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.
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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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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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The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What’s left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.
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