When evil-doing comes like falling rain, nobody calls out “stop!” When crimes begin to pile up they become invisible. When sufferings become unendurable the cries are no longer heard. The cries, too, fall like rain in summer.
BERTOLT BRECHTWhat a miserable thing life is: you’re in clover; only the clover isn’t good enough.
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
-
-
When the house of a great one collapses Many little ones are slain.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
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.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
A 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.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
What happens to the hole when the cheese is gone?
BERTOLT BRECHT -
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.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
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 BRECHT -
Never believe on faith, see for yourself! What you yourself don’t learn you don’t know.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
The mobilization order is already written out. Every day, to earn my daily bread I go to the market where lies are bought Hopefully I take up my place among the sellers.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
Everyone needs help from everyone.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
What they could do with ’round here is a good war. What else can you expect with peace running wild all over the place? You know what the trouble with peace is? No organization.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
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.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
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.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
Let nothing be called natural In an age of bloody confusion, Ordered disorder, planned caprice, And dehumanized humanity, lest all things Be held unalterable!
BERTOLT BRECHT -
Come in, dear wind, and be our guest You too have neither home nor rest.
BERTOLT BRECHT -
Great sport begins at a point where it has ceased to be healthy.
BERTOLT BRECHT