The storm that bends the birch trees Is held to be violent But how about the storm That bends the backs of the roadworkers?
BERTOLT BRECHTA good soldier has his heart and soul in it. When he receives an order, he gets a hard on, and when he drives his lance through his enemy’s guts, he comes.
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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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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Mixing one’s wines may be a mistake, but old and new wisdom mix admirably.
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Come in, dear wind, and be our guest You too have neither home nor rest.
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Art is not a mirror held up to reality but a hammer with which to shape it.
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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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Pleasures First look from morning’s window The rediscovered book Fascinated faces Snow, the change of the seasons
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The defeats and victories of the fellows at the top aren’t always defeats and victories for the fellows at the bottom.
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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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Poverty makes you sad as well as wise.
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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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The mill wheel turns, it turns forever, though what is uppermost remains not so.
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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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Suppose they gave a war, and nobody came? Why then, the war would come to you!
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Alas,we who wanted kindness, could not be kind ourselves.
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