The man who laughs has simply not yet had the terrible news.
BERTOLT BRECHTToday every invention is received with a cry of triumph which soon turns into a cry of fear.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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I don’t trust him. We’re friends.
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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.
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Love is the wish to give, not to receive.
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Recently my fingers have developed a prejudice against comparatives. They all follow this pattern: a squirrel is smaller than a tree; a bird is more musical than a tree.
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Young Alexander conquered India. He alone? Caesar beat the Gauls. Was there not even a cook in his army? Philip of Spain wept as his fleet was sunk and destroyed. Were there no other tears? Frederick the Great triumphed in the Seven Years War. Who Triumphed with him?
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The worst illiterate is the political illiterate. He hears nothing, sees nothing, takes no part in political life. He doesn’t seem to know that the cost of living, the price of beans, of flour, of rent, of medicines all depend on political decisions.
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What’s a joy to the one is a nightmare to the other.
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Unhappy the land that is in need of heroes.
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Terrible is the temptation to be good.
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One cannot be arraigned for declaring a war, which every ruler has to do once in a while, but only for running a war badly.
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Great sport begins at a point where it has ceased to be healthy.
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For once you must try not to shirk the facts: mankind is kept alive by bestial acts.
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People who fight may lose. People who do not fight have already lost.
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Why be a man when you can be a success?
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What rapture, oh, it is to know A good thing when you see it And having seen a good thing, oh, What rapture ’tis to flee it.
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