I Who live in Los Angeles and not in London Find, on thinking about Hell, that it must be Still more like Los Angeles.
BERTOLT BRECHTThere are some with brains and some without. It makes for a better division of labour.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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If you join the rat race — you’re in the race of rats.
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Hungry man, reach for the book: it is a weapon.
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On thinking about Hell, I gather My brother Shelley found it was a place Much like the city of London.
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You can’t write poems about trees when the woods are full of policemen.
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It isn’t important to come out on top, what matters is to be the one who comes out alive.
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Love is also like a coconut which is good while it is fresh, but you have to spit it out when the juice is gone, what’s left tastes bitter.
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Never believe on faith, see for yourself! What you yourself don’t learn you don’t know.
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We need a type of theatre which not only releases the feelings, insights and impulses possible within the particular historical field of human relations in which the action takes place, but employs and encourages those thoughts and feelings which help transform the field itself.
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From the start it has been the theatre’s business to entertain people … it needs no other passport than fun.
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Though the rich of this earth find no difficulty in creating misery, they can’t bear to see it.
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Show them the red tail of a comet, fill them with black terror, and they will all come running out of their houses and break their legs. But tell them one sensible proposition, and support it with seven reasons, and they will simply laugh in your face.
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You have to attack once the truth is too weak to defend itself.
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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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Whenever there are great virtues, it’s a sure sign something’s wrong.
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The fate of man is man.
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