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 BRECHTLet nothing be called natural In an age of bloody confusion, Ordered disorder, planned caprice, And dehumanized humanity, lest all things Be held unalterable!
More Bertolt Brecht Quotes
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I don’t like where I’m going and I don’t like where I’ve been. Why am I in a hurry?
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Unhappiness doesn’t grow on the chest like leprosy. Poverty won’t fall off the roof like a loose tile, no; poverty and unhappiness are man’s doing.
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It’s never too late for those whose time has come.
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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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Would it not be simpler If the Government dissolved the people and elected another?
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When the leaders speak of peace The common folk know That war is coming When the leaders curse war
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Suppose they gave a war, and nobody came? Why then, the war would come to you!
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It is easier to rob by setting up a bank than by holding up a bank clerk.
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What kind of times are they, when A talk about trees is almost a crime Because it implies silence about so many horrors?
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Who struggles can fail. Who doesn’t struggle has already failed!
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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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Something ignoble, loathsome, undignified attends all associations between people and has been transferred to all objects, dwelling, tools, even the landscape itself.
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Spring is noticed, if at all By people sitting in railway trains.
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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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He who is still laughing is he who hasn’t heard the terrible news.
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